Sinister Exaggerator
The Residents Lyrics


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Your life is leaning downhill
Sloping off the outer edge
Your undetermined oyster beds
Were found to be a hedge

You cause the kids of Elmer Fudd
To feed the farmer whose
Cadaver's filled with onion rings
And feet are filled with glue

Now sinister exaggerator
What's your claim to fame?
Is still your favorite Ferlingetti
Found in Auntie Maim?

Your alter life is superceded
Only from above




Your hear is like a silken sponge
That calls saliva love

Overall Meaning

The Residents's song "Sinister Exaggerator" describes a person whose life is heading towards disaster. Their "undetermined oyster beds" turn out to be a hedge, meaning that their life's work has amounted to nothing. They cause harm to the people around them, including the children of Elmer Fudd, by leading them to feed a farmer whose body is filled with strange substances. The central figure of the song is referred to as the "sinister exaggerator," and it is unclear what their ultimate goal is. However, the lyrics suggest that this person is not living their best life and is causing harm to those around them.


There are a few interpretations of the meaning behind the song. Some have suggested that it is criticizing people who exaggerate their own importance and harm others in the process. Others have suggested that it is a satire of the music industry, which is full of people who are more concerned with their own success than the well-being of others.


Line by Line Meaning

Your life is leaning downhill
Your life is going downhill


Sloping off the outer edge
It's going downhill fast


Your undetermined oyster beds
Your uncertain plans


Were found to be a hedge
Were not realistic


You cause the kids of Elmer Fudd
You manipulate innocent people


To feed the farmer whose
To serve the sinister creator


Cadaver's filled with onion rings
Dead body's filled with fake promises


And feet are filled with glue
And with no way to escape


Now sinister exaggerator
Now that you've been caught


What's your claim to fame?
What are you proud of?


Is still your favorite Ferlingetti
Is your favorite author still Ferlingetti?


Found in Auntie Maim?
Did you find it in a twisted way?


Your alter life is superceded
Your secret life is less important


Only from above
Only God can see it now


Your heart is like a silken sponge
You're easily influenced


That calls saliva love
Who speaks sweet nothings




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: HARDY WINFRED FOX, HOMER FLYNN, HOMER III FLYNN

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