Dead Wood
The Residents Lyrics


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I wish I was big
I wish I was tall
I wish I had houses
Instead of this hall

Somebody put me
Inside it one day
I know who it is
But he won't let me say

I wish I was something
I wish I was good
I wish I was made of
Mahogany wood

I wish I was something
I wish I was good
I wish I was made of
Mahogany wood

He looks at me sometimes
And sometimes he knocks
On doorways beside me
And sometimes he rocks

Me to sleep in a chair
For he knows that I need
Affection as much
As a cut needs to bleed

I wish I was something
I wish I was good
I wish I was made of
Mahogany wood

I wish I was something
I wish I was good
I wish I was made of
Mahogany wood

I wish I was something
I wish I was good
I wish I was made of
Mahogany wood

I wish I was something
I wish I was good




I wish I was made of
Mahogany wood

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Dead Wood" by The Residents tell the story of a wooden object, possibly a puppet or a mannequin, who longs for a life beyond the walls of the hall it is currently confined to. The object wishes it was big, tall, and made of mahogany wood, instead of being stuck in a hall with no real purpose or identity. The object's maker, who the object knows but cannot reveal, occasionally visits and provides some comfort and attention to the object, rocking it to sleep when needed.


The object's desire to be something more is a reflection of our own need for meaning and purpose in life. The object's longing to be made of mahogany wood, a material commonly used for furniture and other high-quality products, represents a desire to be seen as valuable and important. Maybe the object's maker was once proud of creating it, but now it seems abandoned and forgotten. The lyrics are a poignant exploration of the human longing for connection and purpose, even when we feel trapped within ourselves or our circumstances.


Line by Line Meaning

I wish I was big
I desire to be large in size


I wish I was tall
I yearn to be high in stature


I wish I had houses
I want to possess multiple abodes


Instead of this hall
Rather than being confined to this single, small space


Somebody put me
An individual placed me in this place


Inside it one day
They put me here at some point in the past


I know who it is
I am aware of the individual who put me here


But he won't let me say
But I am unable to reveal their identity due to their restrictions


I wish I was made of Mahogany wood
I aspire to be constructed from high-quality Mahogany timber


He looks at me sometimes
Occasionally, he gazes at me


And sometimes he knocks
On occasions, he taps lightly on the walls or doors around me


On doorways beside me
The areas adjacent to my location that have entrances for admittance or exit


And sometimes he rocks
And from time to time, he sways or wiggle me gently


Me to sleep in a chair
He makes me drowsy and aids me in relaxing in a seating fixture


For he knows that I need
As he is aware that I require


Affection as much
A substantial amount of tenderness


As a cut needs to bleed
Just as a wound needs to seep blood




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