View is the name of three artists:

1. View, is a 23-year-old Finnish… Read Full Bio ↴View is the name of three artists:

1. View, is a 23-year-old Finnish rapper from Helsinki, Finland. He released his first single Avalon in January and his debut EP carries the same name. Avalon EP was released on 2nd October, 2015.

2. A active indie rock band based in Ypsilanti, MI, USA. The group has released two albums: Moving On (2009) and View (2005).

3. A band based in Paris (often confused with the Scottish indie rock band The View), formed by Lucie Dehli (vocals, synths, violin, percs) and Stephan Ink (bass, samples, atmospherics). The group released one album in 1993 (Bike Ride), one Maxi-CD (Life Goes On Again), and had participation in some compilations.

The group was also known as Vicious Circle, with one album titled "Barbed wire slides", at Les Disques du Soleil et de l'Acier.

Wasteland
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This is the wasteland, we call this the wasteland,
Where fewer little posh boys can't believe we treasure beer cans.
Where'd you get those fans,
Found them at the shop man,
Peculiar place to find them but they're dedicated View fans.
You think it's cynical to this home a miracle,
It's not a miracle; we're just so strangely typical,
Initiate in one gang, initiations tough man,

Imprisonment is on the cards,
We're heading for the quick sand.
Sign on the brew, coz there's nothing to do,
Nothing to do, but listen to you,
Not listening to you my parents told me not to,
This is the wasteland, our idealistic wasteland,
Regurgitated circle of a seven hour shop stand.
So steal a car chief, the police are off the beat thief,
They'll find it funny when they see insurance relief,
Sign on the brew, coz there's nothing to do,
Nothing to do, but I listen to you,
I'm not listening to you my parents told me not to,
Think you're a hard prick, something quite sadistic,
No you weren't sadistic when he'd done you with the brick vick,
Your land is boring, so very, very boring.

Wouldn't dream to wonder if it's raining or it's snowing.
This is the wasteland, wasteland...

Overall Meaning

The song "Wasteland" by The View paints a clear picture of a desolate and bleak landscape, where young people are bored and disillusioned. It starts by describing the place as a wasteland, where even the posh boys have to resort to drinking beer cans. The song then goes on to describe a group of friends who are part of a gang, with tough initiations and the looming threat of imprisonment. The lyrics suggest that the people in this wasteland are not hopeful or optimistic; instead, they find solace in listening to the singer's music.

The song embodies a sense of escapism where listening to music helps to take people away from their current environment. The refrain "Sign on the brew, coz there's nothing to do" suggests that the people in this wasteland have no hope or motivation to move forward or achieve. This song reflects the experience of young people who feel trapped in their surroundings with no opportunities to better themselves. It is a commentary on the monotony of life in a small town and the suffocating effect it can have on people.

Line by Line Meaning

This is the wasteland, we call this the wasteland,
We refer to this place as the wasteland,

Where fewer little posh boys can't believe we treasure beer cans.
A place where privileged young men cannot comprehend why we value beer cans.

Where'd you get those fans, Found them at the shop man, Peculiar place to find them but they're dedicated View fans.
Where did you obtain those fans? At a shop? Interesting location, but they are loyal fans of ours.

You think it's cynical to this home a miracle, It's not a miracle; we're just so strangely typical,
You consider our situation bleak and yet miraculous, but it is not miraculous, merely a bizarre norm for us.

Initiate in one gang, initiations tough man, Imprisonment is on the cards, We're heading for the quicksand.
Joining a gang is difficult, and imprisonment is a risk, as we will eventually get into trouble.

Sign on the brew, coz there's nothing to do, Nothing to do, but listen to you, Not listening to you my parents told me not to,
We are bored, with no other options but to drink and listen to you. Although, my parents warned me not to follow your lead.

This is the wasteland, our idealistic wasteland, Regurgitated circle of a seven hour shop stand.
This is our wasteland, the place we dream of, but it all echoes a redundant time spent standing at a seven-hour shop.

So steal a car chief, the police are off the beat thief, They'll find it funny when they see insurance relief,
Steal a car, as the police are not on patrol, they will laugh once they observe the insurance reimbursement.

Sign on the brew, coz there's nothing to do, Nothing to do, but I listen to you, I'm not listening to you my parents told me not to,
We are unoccupied, with no purpose but to listen to you. However, I still refuse to listen, as advised by my parents.

Think you're a hard prick, something quite sadistic, No you weren't sadistic when he'd done you with the brick vick,
You believe yourself to be a tough individual, almost sadistic in nature. However, when you were hurt by someone else, you were not as violent.

Your land is boring, so very, very boring. Wouldn't dream to wonder if it's raining or it's snowing.
Your country is tedious, and we do not have a care about whether it rains or snows.

This is the wasteland, wasteland...
Yet again, this is our wasteland.

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: KIEREN WEBSTER, KYLE FALCONER

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