HEAT
Tigers Jaw Lyrics


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Drop bombs on Soviets 'cause they don't understand.
The heat from all your girlfriend's not enough to make a better plan.
European sympathy for me and all my friends.
The men that you sent up won't ever come back down again.

Drop bombs on your ideas, they don't make any sense.
The money in my wallet and the car I drive do not exist.
No one goes to college anymore.





Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tigers Jaw's song Heat display a deep sense of disillusionment and frustration with the world in which we live. The opening line, "Drop bombs on Soviets 'cause they don't understand," reflects a feeling of helplessness and the desire for an easy solution to fix the problems of the world. The line, "The heat from all your girlfriend's not enough to make a better plan," illustrates the emptiness and insincerity of our relationships and the superficiality of our attempts to find comfort and solace in them. The reference to "European sympathy for me and all my friends" suggests a sense of isolation and detachment from one's own culture and society.


Furthermore, the line "The men that you sent up won't ever come back down again" represents the futility and senseless loss of life due to war and conflict. The lyric "Drop bombs on your ideas, they don't make any sense" suggests a desire to challenge the status quo and to question the mainstream narrative. Through the line "The money in my wallet and the car I drive do not exist" the song conveys a sense of despair and disillusionment with materialism and consumerism.


In conclusion, Heat is a thought-provoking and powerful song that offers a critique of contemporary society and culture.


Line by Line Meaning

Drop bombs on Soviets 'cause they don't understand.
Disregard the opinions of those who cannot comprehend.


The heat from all your girlfriend's not enough to make a better plan.
The temporary happiness of others will not solve deeper issues.


European sympathy for me and all my friends.
I seek compassion and understanding from those outside of my immediate circle.


The men that you sent up won't ever come back down again.
The consequences of decisions cannot be undone.


Drop bombs on your ideas, they don't make any sense.
Challenge and abandon flawed beliefs and concepts.


The money in my wallet and the car I drive do not exist.
Material possessions hold no true value or meaning.


No one goes to college anymore.
Traditional paths of success and education no longer hold the same significance.




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Written by: ADAM MCILWEE, BENJAMIN FRANCIS WALSH

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Comments from YouTube:

@TalkingOcean8

this song jams so hard

@JcDuhh

no one goes to college anymore

@joaopedrogomesbarbosa5855

RIP SOVIET UNION

@plazmikpond

1-8-2022

@randomassperson101

RIP :-(

@mattsmith2749

Im here to party i got ice cream and balloons for all, i was referred here by a blue haired beauty

@xxFeedYerHeadxx

                             Some times yer ideas, they dont make any sense.
                           Money in my wallet, and the the i drive does not exist.
                                                          TigersJaw

@zodismegalame

8 years late but its “drop bombs on your ideas” not “some times your ideas”

@EGODROWNED

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