Black #1
Type O Negative Lyrics


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I went looking for trouble
And boy I found her
She's in love with herself
She likes the dark
On her milk white neck
The devil's mark

Now it's all Hallows Eve
The moon is full
But will she trick or treat
I bet she will
She will

Happy Halloween, baby

She's got a date at midnight
With Nosferatu
Oh baby, Lilly Munster
Ain't got nothing on you

Well, when I called her evil
She just laughed
Well, cast that spell on me
Boo bitch craft

Yeah, you wanna go out
'Cause it's raining and blowing
You can't go out
'Cause your roots are showing
Dye 'em black
Ooh, dye 'em black

Black, black, black, black no. 1
Black, black, black, black no. 1

Little wolf skin boots
And clove cigarettes
An erotic funeral
For witch she's dressed

Her perfume smells like
Burning leaves
Everyday is Halloween

Yeah, you wanna go out
'Cause it's raining and blowing
You can't go out
'Cause your roots are showing
Dye 'em black
Ooh, dye 'em black

Black, black, black, black no. 1
She dyes 'em black
Black, black, black, black no. 1

Loving you, loving you
Love, loving you
Was like loving the dead

Loving you, loving you
Love, loving you
Was like loving the dead

Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead

Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead

Sacre bleu

Loving you, loving you
Love, loving you was like loving the dead
Was like fucking the dead

Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead

Loving you, loving you, loving you
Loving you, loving you, loving you
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead

Black, black, black, black no. 1
She dyes 'em black
Black, black, black, black no. 1
Ooh yeah





Black, black, black, black no. 1
Black, black, black, black no. 1

Overall Meaning

The song "Black #1" by Type O Negative is a twisted love song about a girl who is obsessed with darkness and Halloween. The lyrics describe the singer's infatuation with the girl who he calls "trouble" and "evil," but who he also can't resist. She revels in the dark mystery she exudes, with her witch-like attire and perfume that smells like burning leaves. On Halloween night, the girl has a date with the famous vampire, Nosferatu, and nothing, not even bad weather or her roots showing, will stop her.


The chorus of "Black #1" repeats the phrase "black no. 1," which the band has explained refers to the hair dye the girl uses to achieve her signature dark look. However, the repeated use of the phrase is also a kind of mantra that emphasizes the girl's embrace of darkness and death. The line "loving you was like loving the dead" adds to the macabre tone, suggesting that the singer is attracted to the girl's morbidity, perhaps to the point of necrophilia.


Overall, "Black #1" is a disturbing but intriguing portrayal of a dangerous love affair, and the singer's acceptance and even enjoyment of the girl's embrace of death and Halloween.


Line by Line Meaning

I went looking for trouble
I was searching for problems


And boy I found her
And I found my source of trouble, which happens to be a woman


She's in love with herself
She is self-centered and obsessed with her own appearance


She likes the dark
She's attracted to the occult and spooky things


On her milk white neck
Referring to a pale neck, like a column of milk


The devil's mark
She has a symbolic mark of the devil, like a bite or a tattoo


Now it's all Hallows Eve
It's Halloween night


The moon is full
The moon is at its maximum illumination


But will she trick or treat
Will she play pranks or demand treats on Halloween?


I bet she will
The artist assumes she will demand treats


She's got a date at midnight
She has a romantic rendezvous with someone


With Nosferatu
Nosferatu is a vampire character from a 1922 horror movie


Oh baby, Lilly Munster
Lily Munster is a TV character from a show called The Munsters


Ain't got nothing on you
You are more alluring than Lily Munster (her beauty is more intense)


Well, when I called her evil
When I referred to her as wicked


She just laughed
She responded with amusement rather than offense


Well, cast that spell on me
Enchant me with your magic


Boo bitch craft
A humorous reference to the practice of witchcraft


Yeah, you wanna go out
You want to leave the house


'Cause it's raining and blowing
Because it's bad weather outside


You can't go out
You are unable to leave the house


'Cause your roots are showing
Because your natural hair color is visible and needs a touch-up


Dye 'em black
Cover up your roots with black hair dye


Ooh, dye 'em black
The artist emphasizes the importance of dyeing the hair black


Little wolf skin boots
Boots made from wolf skin


And clove cigarettes
Cigarettes flavored with clove oil


An erotic funeral
A sexually suggestive outfit that resembles funeral attire


For witch she's dressed
She is dressed like a witch


Her perfume smells like
The scent of her perfume resembles


Burning leaves
The smell of burning autumn leaves


Everyday is Halloween
She always dresses up and behaves in a spooky manner


Loving you, loving you
The act of loving you


Love, loving you
The feeling of love for you


Was like loving the dead
The experience was akin to loving someone who is dead or emotionally unavailable


Was like fucking the dead
A vulgar way of expressing the same idea


Sacre bleu
An exclamation of surprise or disbelief in French


Black, black, black, black no. 1
Repeating the phrase 'black no. 1' as a refrain


She dyes 'em black
She colors her hair black


Loving you, loving you, loving you
The act of loving you repeatedly


Ooh yeah
An expression of excitement or approval




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@Temponaut_Timelapse

Lovin you

@OtakuBK

Love ur channel! And you have good taste in music as well!

@codycooper5768

was like FUCKING THE DEAD!!

@robertmetzger1753

Was Like F"in the Dead !! Lolol

@duncan3998

Hating you

@patrickbateman5387

Hey it’s the time lapse guy.

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@phunkymonkiee

The self-aware gothic satire in the lyrics was no doubt lost on many a teenager in the 90s. Great song.

@elderlypoodle9181

Phunky Monkee… You just answered my question.. 👍😁

@neilolsen342

What wasnt lost on me in the 90's. Newflash, every teenager is an ignorant dumbass until they reach the age of 30 and then add on 5 more yrs of getting xp.

@mikemanson5927

Not quite. Perhaps not as much when it first came out, but us TON fans had a good laugh at the posers who thought Marilyn Manson was the be-all end-all of goth when we knew there was so much more.

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