Entertain Me
The Psychedelic Furs Lyrics


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Speak, talk to me
Show what I am
And cannot be, talk
Entertain me
Why the want for all that I can't touch
And all that I can't see?
Why the want for all that I can't speak?
And what is mine?
And all I see
Speak to me
And what is yours?
Entertain me
Sing, read to me
Sell what I am
Sell what I feel
Sleep, walk to me
Why the want for all that I can't touch
And all that I can't see?
Why the need for all that I can't speak?
And what is mine?
And all I see
Talk to me
And what is yours?
Entertain me
And what is mine?
And what I see
Speak to me
And what is you?
Entertain me
Entertain me
Speak, entertain me
Talk to me
Don't talk to me
Spell, pay for me
Spell, spell lie for me
Spell, spell want for me
Sing, read to me
Walkie talk and tambourine




Stop, here it comes again
Here it comes again

Overall Meaning

The Psychedelic Furs song "Entertain Me" touches on the desire for material possessions and status symbols that one cannot physically touch, see, or speak about. The lyrics ask why there is a want for these things and what truly belongs to oneself. The repetition of the line "entertain me" highlights the need for distractions and entertainment to fill the void of not having these intangible desires.


The use of imperatives in the song, such as "speak," "sell," and "spell," adds to the sense of demand and expectation. The mention of a "spell" also alludes to the idea of magic and illusion, further emphasizing the idea of things that cannot be grasped or understood completely.


The line "walkie talk and tambourine, stop, here it comes again" may refer to the constant noise and distractions in society that prevent individuals from truly finding satisfaction or contentment. The repetition of this line at the end of the song presents a cyclical nature, as if the desire for intangible possessions and the need for entertainment will continue endlessly.


Line by Line Meaning

Speak, talk to me
Communicate with me, converse with me


Show what I am
Reveal my identity, demonstrate who I truly am


And cannot be, talk
And express what I cannot be, articulate the inexpressible


Entertain me
Captivate me, please me, provide me with enjoyment


Why the want for all that I can't touch
Why the desire for things that are intangible, elusive or beyond reach?


And all that I can't see?
The same question as above, but for things that are invisible or obscure


Why the want for all that I can't speak?
Why the longing for things I am unable to articulate or express?


And what is mine?
Consideration of ownership or possession


And all I see
Everything I observe or perceive


Speak to me
The same as line 1


And what is yours?
What do you possess or take ownership of?


Sing, read to me
Perform a musical or literary piece for me


Sell what I am
Promote or market my identity or persona


Sell what I feel
Similarly, promote or sell my emotions or mood


Sleep, walk to me
Come to me, approach me


Don't talk to me
The opposite of line 1


Spell, pay for me
Spell out or write for me, and cover the cost of it


Spell, spell lie for me
Write or say untruths on my behalf


Spell, spell want for me
Write or express desires on my behalf


Talkie walk and tambourine
A nonsensical sequence of words, possibly referring to musical instruments or communication devices


Stop, here it comes again
An abrupt halt followed by something recurring or anticipated




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JOHN ASHTON, RICHARD LOFTHOUSE BUTLER, TIMOTHY BUTLER

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Gard Goldsmith

According to John Ashton, his amp caught fire when they recorded this, and you can hear that in the bridge during his solo. I remember putting this on as the first cut on the album when I bought it. I had already heard "Should God Forget" on WFNX in Boston, and knew they had tossed away the record company pressures to appeal to the popular audience, and that, instead, they had stood for their integrity. When I heard this song, I rejoiced in the sound and in what Richard Butler expressed. He perfectly nails the endless thirst of pop fandom to constantly be entertained by things other people create, to express for THEM things that they could express themselves. He touches on this in a different way in "Little Fist" on the "Try Some, Eat One" Love Spit Love album, a story of excess told from the POV of a rock star or entertainer who awakens on the pavement, senses trouble in his behavior, but tosses it aside, "There's a world in front of me. I know tomorrow's gonna taste like cake. There's easy money for the freaks. A million friends who don't know what my name is." Richard B has pierced the veil of many kinds of self-delusion, always with a bent towards moral integrity. It's nice to be able to compliment a man for doing so, and a band for creating such awesome sounds. Cheers!

hobby gamer

it figures his guitar caught fire on this ! I'm glad he didn't put it out

MegaJyms

Beautiful chaos.🎵🎵🎵

Uffe Andersen

I loved this album and still do. I don't care who says what. Liked it then, like it now, nothing's changed, the test of time passed, full stop. Thanks for the gems after all this time. These sounds have lived with me always even though I haven't heard the songs in decades. Hope you are well. Huge hug and all the best to all.

Ian Turton

Hug to you friend. Album is amazing.

Mats A

Bought this album randomly at some point. Liked it very much.

Bob Malack

Drums are clean sounding and ripping with minimal drum fills, Vince Ely keeps the piece moving right along. Butler very 'on' and dialed in on this cut.

Bob Malack

Especially Roger Morris rarly 80's, sounds and looks ripping on 'Sister Europe' offiicial Utube video. Robert at 66.

hobby gamer

@Bob Malack nah this was the case from th GIT-GO

Bob Malack

Well after 40 odd years, I guess you're going to have some turn over, like band members retiring, switching bands, or dying..LOL!

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