Infamy
The Streets Lyrics


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Never dwell on fights with kids, the fish is thought ill when it smells like it is
Frosty wind on the way to the station, footsteps and thoughts of a patient man breaking
We wait our way all our life in this world, many many days overturned and unfurled
On a rainy day making pay can be painful, afternoon is cold as eyes that dont light

Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy
Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy
Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy

The cold and the little fingers burn with frost,lost in the wintery yearning lust,
When the mist is drifting and the earth is rock and the lips are cracking like this is hitting crocks ?
Fall to your knees and call to me, head spinning and wacked like a spin ball bat, thwack
Maybe came december, may i press the send button and send all pretenders to the end with their glutton

Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy
Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy
Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy

Caravaggio on his last throne staggering through Rome rolled up masterpieces bagged to go
Absurd is the third learn the circle of fifths, the roman cords in every certainty hit
Note to the elves, note to self quotes that seek not to doath on the locality of hell
Recycled melodies you might never remember, free writing hell freeze to the evergreen heaven

Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy
Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy
Infamt Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy

On a decaff coffee decafalon one like Hunter S. Thompson on a day off on one
Dont shoot guns in the garden, i punch things pardon, i run tings from barnett but the fun is in car sale ?
Aft daily, half cup daily, rarsclart baily funk with a large shot of baileys
I dont like people they are sometimes evil, with a Birmingham firm grip im learning em shit

Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy




Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy
Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy

Overall Meaning

The song Infamy by The Streets is a commentary on the concept of infamy and how it relates to personal identity. The lyrics talk about not dwelling on fights with kids and how the fish is thought ill when it smells like it is. The imagery of a frosty wind on the way to the station and footsteps and thoughts of a patient man breaking create a sense of melancholy and introspection. The song then goes on to talk about how we wait our way through life and how many days are overturned and unfurled. The line "on a rainy day making pay can be painful, afternoon is cold as eyes that don't light" suggests that even on a day when we are making money, we may still feel empty and unfulfilled.


The chorus repeats the line "infamy infamy, they've all got it" which suggests that infamy is something that everyone has in common. The following lines talk about how the cold and little fingers burn with frost, suggesting a sense of physical discomfort, and the mist is drifting, adding a sense of isolation. The line "fall to your knees and call to me, head spinning and whacked like a spin ball bat, thwack" adds a sense of confusion and disorientation. The song then goes on to talk about Caravaggio on his last throne and the absurdity of learning the circle of fifths, suggesting that even master painters and musicians can still feel lost and confused.


Overall, the song Infamy is a reflection on the universal experience of feeling lost, confused, and isolated. It suggests that even those who have achieved success and acclaim can still feel empty and unfulfilled. The lyrics are filled with vivid imagery and metaphors that convey a sense of melancholy and introspection.


Line by Line Meaning

Never dwell on fights with kids, the fish is thought ill when it smells like it is
Don't hold grudges against children, people will think you're petty and immature


Frosty wind on the way to the station, footsteps and thoughts of a patient man breaking
A cold and lonely journey, with time to reflect and consider one's life choices


We wait our way all our life in this world, many many days overturned and unfurled
We spend our entire lives waiting for something to happen, watching days come and go


On a rainy day making pay can be painful, afternoon is cold as eyes that dont light
Working hard on a gloomy day can be tough, feeling as empty and cold as lifeless eyes


Infamy Infamy (They've all) got it, Infamy
Everyone has their own infamous reputation or past deeds


The cold and the little fingers burn with frost,lost in the wintery yearning lust
Numb and aching hands in the winter, longing for something lost or unattainable


When the mist is drifting and the earth is rock and the lips are cracking like this is hitting crocks ?
In harsh and unforgiving weather, one's lips and skin can be damaged and cracked


Fall to your knees and call to me, head spinning and wacked like a spin ball bat, thwack
Desperate and disoriented, seeking a way out of a difficult situation like a spinning bat hitting something hard


Maybe came december, may i press the send button and send all pretenders to the end with their glutton
Perhaps in December, it's time to cut ties with those who are insincere and greedy


Caravaggio on his last throne staggering through Rome rolled up masterpieces bagged to go
A reference to the Italian painter Caravaggio, who fled Rome with his artwork in tow while running from the law


Absurd is the third learn the circle of fifths, the roman cords in every certainty hit
Musical theory can be strange and difficult to understand, but it's important to master the basics


Note to the elves, note to self quotes that seek not to doath on the locality of hell
A reminder to be mindful of the words one speaks and the impact they may have on others


Recycled melodies you might never remember, free writing hell freeze to the evergreen heaven
Creating music can be a process of reusing old ideas and generating new ones, sometimes with great difficulty


On a decaff coffee decafalon one like Hunter S. Thompson on a day off on one
Relaxing with a cup of decaf coffee and taking time off, like the famous author Hunter S. Thompson


Dont shoot guns in the garden, i punch things pardon, i run tings from barnett but the fun is in car sale ?
Expressing a preference for physical activity over violence, and enjoying the thrill of selling cars


Aft daily, half cup daily, rarsclart baily funk with a large shot of baileys
Drinking a small amount of alcohol every day, mixed with a funky and flavorful beverage and a shot of Bailey's Irish cream


I dont like people they are sometimes evil, with a Birmingham firm grip im learning em shit
Being cautious around others because of the potential for harm, while also developing toughness and strength




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PY11235

i can always be 100% sure that it's a good song under a minute with the streets

TheEscapist08

Of his new songs, this is one of my favourites. Sounds like OPM era Streets. Love the horns, the female vocals and the chorus. "Infamy! Infamy! (They've aawll) got it in for me!

Darren Anderson

@3bayftw you cant even compare the two, both are geniuses in thier own right. Mike is a poet, Em make complex lyrics that legally shouldnt rhyme but do rhyme.

m0kiii

me too, i absolutely want to have this song!! think think think and where my heart has been as well! :)

HenryManson

nice nice thats pure Pirate Material :)

Ivan Barukčić

🎶👏

Jonny H

mike skinner or the streets w/e hes called now lol needs to make some new songs so that people can get the chance to listen to him agen on TV and the radio

TheEscapist08

It's the Caravaggio and Ancient Rome references! :)

Rob

skinner is back !!!!! im glad cause i thought he lost it !!!

Annamandabella

They all got it on for guv' e's god in the game.

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