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Tomahawk Lyrics


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Hitch a ride, hitch a ride
Eagles swirl and they pick up the bones?
I'll shut you down like a bank on a Sunday
The engine has no stories to tell
Because there's no-one to tell 'em to
The last drugstore has sold the very last pill

Out on the road and I am high enough, thumb's up
You're pullin' over, gonna pick me up, shut up!
The rusty wiper blades move along, in song
Having a lonely body in your car, shut up
My piece is in your ear
Movin' fast, thinkin' clear
I'll squeeze if you don't steer
And follow the line straighter!
You are the bullet, I am the gun, I won
Screw on the silencer and have some fun

Grey highway, deserting me
Hitchhiking, a pair of high-beams coming my way

Hitch a ride, hitch a ride
Treading water in an ocean of champagne
You blow a sparkplug when you see a drop of blood
And how many joyrides will it take
The sombre spasms habouring

Those pulsing neon hangovers, hang me
It's Friday night, I'm gonna fuck or fight, that's right
This time all I need is one more ride, shut up!
I'm car-jacking on a fine spring afternoon
Don't kid a kidder, don't shit a bullshitter
I'm hotter than the crack you're cookin' up, heat up
I'm colder than the smack you're jackin' up, shut up!
I'm a balloon and I am losin' air, beware
Squeek, ah, squeek
There's blood on me!´

Grey highway, deserting me
Hitchhiking, a pair of high-beams coming my way




Hitch a ride, hitch a ride, hitch a ride, hitch a ride
Hitch a ride, hitch a ride, hitch a ride, hitch a ride...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tomahawk's song 101 North depict a story of a hitchhiker who is traveling from one place to another. The first stanza describes the surroundings where the hitchhiker is standing, and how eagles are hovering above and picking up bones. The hitchhiker shuts down the engine that has no stories to tell because there is no one to hear them. The last drugstore has been shut down, selling the very last pill. The desperation of the situation is palpable as the hitchhiker sets his mind on hitching a ride.


The second stanza has the hitchhiker getting picked up by a stranger who he warns not to provoke him while they are driving. The hitchhiker points out that his weapon is ready in case the driver tries anything. The rest of the stanzas describe the hitchhiker's intense dissatisfaction and his reckless behavior. The lines "I'm a balloon and I am losin' air, beware, Squeek, ah, squeek, There's blood on me!" create a sense of chaos that the hitchhiker can no longer control.


Overall, the lyrics of the song represent the restlessness of a person who is directionless and frustrated with their present state in life.


Line by Line Meaning

Hitch a ride, hitch a ride
Asking someone for a ride by sticking the thumb up on the 101 North highway.


Eagles swirl and they pick up the bones?
Scavengers looking for dead bodies to feed on. There's a higher risk of death because of that.


I'll shut you down like a bank on a Sunday
The singer has the power to shut down someone else, just like a closed bank on a Sunday.


The engine has no stories to tell
The car is just a machine and can't tell any stories regarding the things that happen inside of it.


Because there's no-one to tell 'em to
There's no listener to tell the stories to.


The last drugstore has sold the very last pill
The last available drugs have been sold, and there's none left to buy.


Out on the road and I am high enough, thumb's up
The singer is high, walking along the road and looking for a ride with thumb's up.


You're pullin' over, gonna pick me up, shut up!
The driver pulls over and agrees to give the artist a ride if he stops talking.


The rusty wiper blades move along, in song
The wiper blades are making a creaking noise, giving them some sort of musical tone.


Having a lonely body in your car, shut up
Being quiet because the person in the car is feeling lonely or doesn't want to interact.


My piece is in your ear
The singer's gun is pointed behind the driver's ear.


Movin' fast, thinkin' clear
Either while driving or on drugs, the artist is going fast and thinking clearly.


I'll squeeze if you don't steer
Threating the driver with violence.


And follow the line straighter!
Asking the driver to drive straighter.


You are the bullet, I am the gun, I won
The singer is the one driving the situation, with the driver the follower.


Screw on the silencer and have some fun
Preparing the gun to make some actions without anyone listening or noticing.


Grey highway, deserting me
The highway is grey and empty, with nobody in sight.


Hitchhiking, a pair of high-beams coming my way
A car with high-beams is approaching the singer who is hitchhiking.


Treading water in an ocean of champagne
The singer is in a luxurious situation, surrounded by wealth.


You blow a sparkplug when you see a drop of blood
The driver is afraid or easily frightened.


And how many joyrides will it take
How many rides the artist will need to reach his objective.


The sombre spasms habouring
Somber and unpleasant feelings are getting stronger and stronger.


Those pulsing neon hangovers, hang me
The lights and nightlife intoxicate the singer, but at the same time are making him feel terrible.


It's Friday night, I'm gonna fuck or fight, that's right
The artist is feeling essential instincts only, either for sexual or aggressive actions.


This time all I need is one more ride, shut up!
The singer is asking for one final ride to reach his destination.


I'm car-jacking on a fine spring afternoon
The singer is stealing the car in a lovely day in spring.


Don't kid a kidder, don't shit a bullshitter
Don't lie to someone who's good with deception themselves.


I'm hotter than the crack you're cookin' up, heat up
The artist is feeling hot and bothered from drugs, and sarcastically directs the comment to someone making crack.


I'm colder than the smack you're jackin' up, shut up!
The artist is feeling empty and numb from drugs, and sarcastically directs the comment to someone using heroin.


I'm a balloon and I am losin' air, beware
The singer is feeling weak and helpless, warning others around the situation.


Squeek, ah, squeek
The singer is mimicking the sound of an object in the car.


There's blood on me!´
There is probably blood in the car, implying something violent or dangerous happened.


Hitch a ride, hitch a ride, hitch a ride, hitch a ride
Repeating the chorus line from the start of the song once more.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Duane Denison, John Stanier, Kevin Rutmanis, Michael Patton

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