The Low Spark Of High-Heeled Boys
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If you see something that looks like a star
And it's shooting up out of the ground
And your head is spinning from a loud guitar
And you just can't escape from the sound
Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you
We were children once, playing with toys

And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound
Of the low spark of high-heeled boys

The percentage you're paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all your means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest
Was the low spark of high-heeled boys

If you had just a minute to breathe
And they granted you one final wish
Would you ask for something like another chance?
Or something similar as this?
Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you
As sure as your sorrows are joys

And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound
Of the low spark of high-heeled boys

The percentage you're paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all your means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest
Was the low spark of high-heeled boys
High-heeled boys

If I gave you everything that I owned
And asked for nothing in return
Would you do the same for me as I would for you?
Or take me for a ride
And strip me of everything including my pride
But spirit is something that no one destroys

And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound
Of the low spark of high-heeled boys




Heeled boys
Ooh, ooh, ooh

Overall Meaning

The Low Spark Of High-Heeled Boys by Traffic is a song that is open to interpretation, but the lyrics seem to touch on the themes of the disillusionment and corruption that pervaded the music industry during the 1970s. The opening lines of the song describe the experience of being at a concert where the music is so loud and all-encompassing that it feels like you can't escape from it. The singer assures the listener not to worry and that this feeling will eventually happen to them, as well. The reference to being children playing with toys suggests that this intense feeling is similar to the childlike joy of play.


The lyrics then take a turn, criticizing the greed and corruption of the music industry and society at large. The second verse describes the injustice of living beyond your means and paying too much for everything, while the wealthy continue to profit off of your dreams. The third verse tells the story of a man who was killed by the "low spark of high-heeled boys," a metaphor for the corrupt businessmen who profit from the music industry while the artists suffer. The final verse seems to be a plea for mutual respect and understanding between two people, with the singer asking if their partner would treat them well if they gave everything they owned in return for nothing.


Overall, the song seems to be a commentary on the darker aspects of the music industry and society at large, with a plea for empathy and understanding.


Line by Line Meaning

If you see something that looks like a star And it's shooting up out of the ground And your head is spinning from a loud guitar And you just can't escape from the sound
If you happen to witness something magnificent that seems out of this world and incomprehensible, overwhelming you and surrounding you with a sound that does not let you escape.


Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you We were children once, playing with toys And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound Of the low spark of high-heeled boys
Do not fret over the overwhelming force, it shall come to you as well. Recall the childlike sense of awe and wonder while playing with toys and imagination; similar to the spark that is birthed from fashionable but affluent men.


The percentage you're paying is too high priced While you're living beyond all your means And the man in the suit has just bought a new car From the profit he's made on your dreams But today you just read that the man was shot dead By a gun that didn't make any noise But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest Was the low spark of high-heeled boys
You are paying more than what is fair while you continue to exceed your budget. The man in the tailored suit is exploiting your dreams to purchase a new luxurious vehicle. But recently, circumstances have changed since the man has been shot without hearing the firearm discharge; the cause was the quiet but powerful effect of the rich and influential men's spark.


If you had just a minute to breathe And they granted you one final wish Would you ask for something like another chance? Or something similar as this? Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you As sure as your sorrows are joys And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound Of the low spark of high-heeled boys
If you had one minute to live and granted one last wish, would it be another try or something akin? Don't think too much about such events, ones of great shock and awe are bound to happen as sure as happiness and sorrow coexist. The cause of the dread and confusion is simply the effect of the affluent men's underlying spark.


If I gave you everything that I owned And asked for nothing in return Would you do the same for me as I would for you? Or take me for a ride And strip me of everything including my pride But spirit is something that no one destroys And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound Of the low spark of high-heeled boys
If I gave you everything I own with no expectation of receiving anything in return, would you treat me the same way? Or would you take advantage of me, strip me of every possession, and even rob me of my dignity? Nonetheless, no one can destroy one's soul and the echo surrounding me is merely the subtle signs of wealthy men's motives and actions.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jim Capaldi, Steve Winwood

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Comments from YouTube:

Martha Jo Williams

I heard this when I was stoned on LSD and went to buy the record the next day.
I am now almost 83 yrs old and still am in love with this music.
Bought it in Jan. 1972 in San JOse, CA.

David Bryant

83 and still loving life...good on you!!!. Might want to lay off the LSD now, its time you slowed down. Go Granma!!!!! :)

David Bryant

sorry if i woke you.... lol

Martha Jo Williams

@David Bryant You are a good person. Thanks for taking time to say hi to me. I have slowed down but not until I was 65 yrs old.

michelle oncea

Martha, you are an inspiration, I'm almost 65 and hope to be like you if I ever grow up

michelle oncea

Martha, you are an inspiration, I'm almost 65 and hope to be like you if I ever grow up

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Trixie Katz

I am driving home from the bank - almost broke - a grey, shitty Cleveland day - and THIS SONG comes on the radio. Suddenly, my life is good, my prospects are improving, and the sun comes out. That, my friends, is the power of great music.

Tina Foster

Words of wisdom Trixie xx

Elizabeth Rose

Totally get it!

Jeffrey Lujan

Oh you damn right by the power of music and especially in this song probably everything has been great for you since or at least a lot better than that day first of all a gray cloudy day ugly ugly as hell second of all Cleveland ugly and total hell hahaha! Signed California beach where I heard it first in 1971 as a sophomore in high school 🎶🎤🌈🎵

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