Death In Barstow
The Residents Lyrics
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Then I went to bed
First my friend was with me
Then my friend was dead
All his clothes were burned up
And his thighs were red
After all we've been through
Once I went to Barstow
Then I went to bed
First my friend was with me
Then my friend was dead
All his thighs were burned up
And his clothes were red
After all we've been through
What more can be said?
The lyrics in The Residents' song Death in Barstow evoke feelings of confusion, loss, and betrayal. The repetition of the first two lines of the verse creates an almost dreamlike atmosphere, reminding us that the events are disorienting and hard to process. The image of the burnt clothes and red thighs hint at a fire, leading us to believe that the singer and their friend may have been involved in some sort of accident or attack.
The use of the pronoun "we" implies that the singer and their friend have a history that is not fully explained, but it also suggests that they were together during the event that caused their friend's death. The line "after all we've been through, what more can be said?" reflects the singer’s disillusionment and hopelessness, conveying that whatever they have gone through in the past has ultimately led to this tragic end.
In terms of interpretation, the song can be considered a commentary on the futility of human relationships and the inevitability of death. The singer's disconnection and numbness in the face of their friend's loss emphasizes the often painful and confusing nature of grief. Overall, Death in Barstow is a haunting and thought-provoking piece that encourages listeners to contemplate the fragility of life.
Line by Line Meaning
Once I went to Barstow
I once visited the town of Barstow
Then I went to bed
I went to sleep after my visit to Barstow
First my friend was with me
My friend was with me when I arrived in Barstow
Then my friend was dead
My friend died while we were in Barstow
All his clothes were burned up
My friend's clothes were completely destroyed by fire
And his thighs were red
My friend's skin on his thighs was severely burned and red in color
After all we've been through
Considering everything my friend and I had experienced together before his death
What more can be said?
There is nothing more to say or do after my friend's tragic death
All his thighs were burned up
My friend suffered extensive burns on his thighs
And his clothes were red
My friend's clothes were stained red by blood or other bodily fluids
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