D.O.A
Van Halen Lyrics


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We was broke and hungry on a summer day
They sent the sheriff down to try and drive us away
We was sittin' ducks for the police man
They found a dirty faced kid in a garbage can, ha ooh

And I'm alone
I'm on the highway
Wanted, dead or alive
Dead or alive

Broken down and dirty, dressed in rags
My from the day, my Mama told me boy, you pack your bags
I send the mayor down in his pickup truck
The jury look at me, say outta luck, woo yeah

And I'm alone
And I'm on the highway
Wanted dead or alive
Dead or alive

Now, I'm broken down and dirty, dressed in rags
A from the day, my mama told me boy, you pack your bags
And we was sittin' ducks for the police man
They found a dirty faced kid in a garbage can
Dirty yeah, yeah

Babe, I'm alone
And I'm on the highway
Wanted dead or alive
Dead or alive, woo

I'm gone, ooh, yeah, ooh




Baby, let me run, yeah
I'm a spark on the horizon

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Van Halen's song D.O.A. tell the story of a group of people who are struggling to make ends meet on a hot summer day. The local authorities are sent to evict them from their homes, and they are treated like "sitting ducks" by the police. The singer of the song is left alone and on the highway, wanted dead or alive. He is dressed in ragged clothes and feels like he has nothing left to lose. The song is a powerful commentary on poverty, injustice, and the struggle for survival in a harsh and unforgiving world.


The lyrics of D.O.A. are intense and emotional, reflecting the feelings of desperation and isolation experienced by the singer. The song is driven by a raw, gritty guitar riff that perfectly captures the mood of the lyrics. The chorus is simple yet powerful, with the repeated refrain of "Wanted dead or alive" hammering home the sense of danger and hopelessness. Overall, D.O.A. is a song that speaks to the human condition, reminding us that we are all vulnerable to the forces that can conspire against us.


Line by Line Meaning

We was broke and hungry on a summer day
We were penniless and starving one summer day


They sent the sheriff down to try and drive us away
The sheriff came down to evict us


We was sittin' ducks for the police man
We were easy targets for the police


They found a dirty faced kid in a garbage can, ha ooh
They discovered a filth-covered child in a dumpster


And I'm alone
I am by myself


I'm on the highway
I am driving on the freeway


Wanted, dead or alive
Wanted for capture or death


Dead or alive
Either alive or deceased is acceptable


Broken down and dirty, dressed in rags
In disrepair, unclean, and poorly attired


My from the day, my Mama told me boy, you pack your bags
Since my childhood, my mother advised me to be prepared to leave


I send the mayor down in his pickup truck
I requested the mayor to come in his pickup truck


The jury look at me, say outta luck, woo yeah
The jurors looked at me and declared I was unlucky


Now, I'm broken down and dirty, dressed in rags
Currently in disrepair, unclean, and poorly attired


A from the day, my mama told me boy, you pack your bags
Since my childhood, my mother advised me to be prepared to leave


And we was sittin' ducks for the police man
And we were easy targets for the police


They found a dirty-faced kid in a garbage can
They discovered a filth-covered child in a dumpster


Babe, I'm alone
Darling, I am by myself


And I'm on the highway
And I am driving on the freeway


Wanted dead or alive
Wanted for capture or death


Dead or alive, woo
Either alive or deceased is acceptable, woo


I'm gone, ooh, yeah, ooh
I have left, ooh, yeah, ooh


Baby, let me run, yeah
Darling, allow me to flee, yeah


I'm a spark on the horizon
I am a small, flickering light in the distance




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Alex Van Halen, Edward Van Halen, David Roth, Michael Anthony

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