Abbaon Fat Tracks
Tricky (feat. Martina Topley-BIrd) Lyrics
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"Can you fly? You fly as fast as you can to baby Jesus!"
I am she
Mistakes of men
Gritty teeth, fists are clutching
Breast stroke, lots of touching
There'll be big fun, ah, in my
Hotel, motel, hotel, motel
I fuck you in the ass, just for a laugh
With the quick speed I'll make your nose-bleed
I ride the premenstrual cycle
Forget about the Michael
Here's the big blast, I like the big catch
I'll spray you straight through
I spray your daydreams
Enjoy myself, within myself, encouraging?
TV smile for TV is god, strange ways by the tube rays
I roll up the blue bills
I smoke the cheap thrills
The song "Abbaon Fat Tracks" by Tricky (feat. Martina Topley-Bird) is a deeply layered and enigmatic piece of music that defies straightforward interpretation. The opening lines of "Fuck you in, tuck you in, suck you in" are aggressively sexual and violent, and could be interpreted as a man boasting about his prowess in bed. However, the subsequent line "Can you fly? You fly as fast as you can to baby Jesus!" complicates this interpretation. It could be read as a taunt or a challenge, as if the singer is daring the listener to transcend their earthly limitations and reach a higher level of consciousness. The chorus of "I am she/Mistakes of men/Gritty teeth, fists are clutching/Breast stroke, lots of touching" adds to the sense of ambiguity by juxtaposing violent and erotic imagery with a more poetic and introspective tone. The final lines of "I roll up the blue bills/I smoke the cheap thrills" could be interpreted as a commentary on addiction or the pursuit of pleasure at any cost, but again, the meaning remains elusive and open to interpretation.
Line by Line Meaning
Fuck you in, tuck you in, suck you in
I'll mess with you, deceive you, and lure you in
I am she
I am a powerful force
Mistakes of men
The flaws and shortcomings of humans
Gritty teeth, fists are clutching
Bitterness and anger are held close
Breast stroke, lots of touching
Movement in water and intimacy
See you in the sun
Meeting again in a brighter time
There'll be big fun, ah, in my
There will be immense enjoyment in what I do
Hotel, motel, hotel, motel
Places of fleeting pleasure
I fuck you in the ass, just for a laugh
I'm taking advantage of you with no remorse
With the quick speed I'll make your nose-bleed
I'm acting fast and assertively, leaving you stunned
I ride the premenstrual cycle
I go through phases of intense emotions
Forget about the Michael
Don't even think about him
Here's the big blast, I like the big catch
I'm all about grand gestures and epic moments
I'll spray you straight through
I'll hit you hard
I spray your daydreams
I ruin your fantasies
Enjoy myself, within myself, encouraging?
Am I empowering myself by indulging in pleasure?
TV smile for TV is god, strange ways by the tube rays
The media is in control, and it's changing us
I roll up the blue bills
I consume drugs to escape reality
I smoke the cheap thrills
I seek out low-effort pleasures
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MARK SAUNDERS, ADRIAN NICHOLAS MATTHEW THAWS
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