Part Two: The Making of a Soul
The Residents Lyrics


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Edweena went to calumet and left from there to college;
She took along a porcupine whose name was known as knowledge;
Now their relationship was fraught with pangs of loving hunger.
The Porcupine could question all, but all she new was slumber.
A huge easy cozy wants our kiss to triumph,
But unbelievable admits --
Some questions receive a guarantee to shake you up.
How much marriage urges a windmill to pinch infinity?
Is a magic hid-a-bed the final home of Spanish fire?
Is firm corn merrier under gifts of less important love?
We wonder.
But fantasy moves ahead;
For the iceman just took a turn for the better
And a small object flies from his mouth;
A daring, jewel scales down the belted ear system
And you have the modular optimistic silver original.
Welcome to the offshoots of Jupiter.
Edweena never knowing why her friend would ramble so
She shut him out and left a pout to bleed upon the snow.
Mourning Glories open only after noon begins;
The open and the broken have begun to blend again.
They freeze a shape about the nape
Of nectar and of knee;
They leave a sleeve, they weave a grieve fox
Mourning's never free.
The aching and the breaking are the making of a soul.
(The empties that have been returned relieve us of a goal).
Now who is gone and who is right
And who is left to see




For who is left is just a few
Can two be more than three?

Overall Meaning

The Residents' Part Two: The Making of a Soul is a surreal, stream-of-consciousness song that defies easy interpretation. The lyrics seem to be about a woman named Edweena who leaves her hometown of Calumet to attend college with a porcupine named Knowledge. Despite his ability to ask deep philosophical questions, Knowledge is unable to keep up with Edweena's intellectual curiosity and finds solace in sleeping. The song meanders through various abstract musings, such as the connection between marriage and infinity, the nature of love, and the possibility of a magic bed being the final resting place of Spanish fire. The chorus repeats the phrase "The aching and the breaking are the making of a soul," suggesting that pain and suffering lead to growth and self-discovery.


The song's lyrics are incredibly dense with imagery and allusions, making it difficult to pin down a definitive interpretation. Some have argued that the song is a commentary on the limitations of knowledge and how it can be stifling to relationships and personal growth. Others see it as a meditation on the value of suffering and how it molds us into better individuals. The surreal imagery and nonsensical phrases give the song an otherworldly feel, suggesting that the answers to the questions posed in the lyrics may not exist in our physical reality.


Line by Line Meaning

Edweena went to calumet and left from there to college;
Edweena left Calumet and went to college.


She took along a porcupine whose name was known as knowledge;
Edweena brought a porcupine named Knowledge with her to college.


Now their relationship was fraught with pangs of loving hunger.
Edweena and Knowledge had a complicated relationship.


The Porcupine could question all, but all she new was slumber.
Knowledge was knowledgeable but also sleepy.


A huge easy cozy wants our kiss to triumph,
Love is on the horizon, easy and comfortable.


But unbelievable admits --
But it's hard to believe.


Some questions receive a guarantee to shake you up.
Some questions can be unsettling.


How much marriage urges a windmill to pinch infinity?
The question of how infinite love can be is explored.


Is a magic hid-a-bed the final home of Spanish fire?
Is the ultimate passion found in a magical bed?


Is firm corn merrier under gifts of less important love?
Does love make even mundane things like corn more enjoyable?


We wonder.
These are questions we don't know the answers to.


But fantasy moves ahead;
But our imaginations keep going.


For the iceman just took a turn for the better
Something good just happened.


And a small object flies from his mouth;
He spit something out.


A daring, jewel scales down the belted ear system
Something small and valuable is found.


And you have the modular optimistic silver original.
And it's something to be happy about.


Welcome to the offshoots of Jupiter.
We are entering new territory.


Edweena never knowing why her friend would ramble so
Edweena didn't understand why Knowledge talked so much.


She shut him out and left a pout to bleed upon the snow.
She ignored him and left feeling upset.


Mourning Glories open only after noon begins;
The flowers only bloom in the afternoon.


The open and the broken have begun to blend again.
The separated parts are coming back together.


They freeze a shape about the nape Of nectar and of knee;
They create a form around the sweet and the bent.


They leave a sleeve, they weave a grieve fox Mourning's never free.
They leave behind a memory, but mourning is never truly over.


The aching and the breaking are the making of a soul.
Pain and heartache are what shape us.


(The empties that have been returned relieve us of a goal).
(Returning what's empty lets us move on to new things.)


Now who is gone and who is right And who is left to see For who is left is just a few Can two be more than three?
It's unclear who's gone and who's right, and there are only a few left. Can two people be more than three?




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[Intro: "Chorus"]

Edweena went to calumet and left from there to college;
She took along a porcupine whose name was known as knowledge;
Now their relationship was fraught with pangs of loving hunger
The Porcupine could question all, but all she knew was slumber

[Verse 1: "Porcupine"]

A huge easy cozy wants our kiss to triumph
But unbelievable admits --
Some questions, some questions
Receive a guarantee to shake you up
To shake you up, to shake you up
Yes, I've got some questions that are guaranteed
To shake you up
How much marriage urges a windmill to pinch infinity?
Is a magic hid-a-bed the final home of Spanish fire?
Is firm corn merrier under gifts of less important love?
We wonder
But fantasy moves ahead;
For the iceman just took a turn for the better
And a small object flies from his mouth;
A daring, jewel scales down the belted ear system
And you have the modular optimistic silver original
Welcome to the offshoots of Jupiter

[Bridge: "Chorus"]

Edweena never knowing why her friend would ramble so
She shut him out and left a pout to bleed upon the snow!

[Verse 2: "Porcupine"]

Mourning Glories open only after noon begins;
The open and the broken have begun to blend again
They freeze a shape about the nape of nectar and of knee;
They leave a sleeve, they weave a grieve for mourning's never free
Mourning Glories open only after noon begins;
The open and the broken have begun to blend again
They freeze a shape about the nape of nectar and of knee;
They leave a sleeve, they weave a grieve for mourning's never free
Mourning's never free, mourning's never free, uuugh
Mourning's never free, mourning's never free

[Refrain: "Uncle Remus"]

The aching and the breaking are the making of a soul
The aching and the breaking are the making of a soul
The aching and the breaking are the making of a soul
The empties that have been returned relieve us of a goal

[Outro: "Chorus"]

Now who is gone and who is right, and who is left to see
For who is left is just a few, can two be more than three?



All comments from YouTube:

@Mr.Eldritch

This album is one of my all time favorite "guilty pleasures." I once played it for a musician friend of mine, he listened attentively to the whole thing, and after it was over he said, and I quote, "thank you for playing that for me. Don't ever play that again."

@charlesflint9048

This track is profound. It is entertaining, and sort of beguiling, but overall it is enchanting.

@absentiambient

My girlfriend asked to put on some relaxing music when we went to bed. This is the closest thing to relaxing to me so i put this on and she fucking freaked out and left the room.
I'm not very good at relationships

@primostracciatella7618

You're good at music, though. :)

@charlesflint9048

I would say ‘Lizard Lady’ is another good one to try from that category.

@SteveAydt

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@Cl4rendon

Their best album to me - An entire movie of a certain mood that never got approached again. It`s a mixture of silent film music, Fellini masks, 40s B&W cartoons & south sea Pacific dreams..

@niclawson1520

it's gorgeous and transcendent.

@Marco_Venieri

and a lot of eerie

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