Lowbrow
Violent Soho Lyrics


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Dressed up like a funeral home
You're cold but lovable
Dream up all the centrefolds
For what?

'Cause I raised your glass
Signed your card
And this is all I got
Your highbrow piss
No sounds, all tricks
And this is all I got

You worship wars
Your skin ain't torn
And this is all I got
'Cause it's outside
Outside

Shrugged shoulders and after-thoughts
Burn your cards and walk away
Fantasise for another day
For what?

When they stand on the family shore
Holding hands and staring high
Did you think that this would work?
For what?

'Cause I raised your glass
Signed your card
And this is all I got
Your highbrow piss
No sounds, all tricks
And this is all I got

You worship wars
Your skin ain't torn
And this is all I got
'Cause it's outside
Outside

Holy mother
Holy mother
Holy mother

I'll say go and you say where now
It's been made for you this weather
Lilly Lally dancing fuck-ups
Gold Coast mums and prefect drop-outs

I'll say go and you say where now (outside)
I'll say go and you say where now




I'll say go and you say where now (outside)
I'll say go and you say where now

Overall Meaning

In "Lowbrow," Violent Soho ponders the emptiness of relationships built on surface and status. The opening lines describe someone who appears outwardly chic and put-together, yet feels unapproachable and distant. The singer questions the point of this supposed perfection, wondering why anyone would dream of being featured in a magazine centerfold. The second stanza builds on this sense of disillusionment and begins to flesh out the relationship: the singer has shown up for this person, raised a glass and signed a card, yet in the end, all they have to show for it is this "highbrow piss," this sense of elitism and superiority. The third stanza takes an even harsher look at the person who is the subject of the song—this individual "worships wars" and revels in a supposed toughness or hardness, but hasn't experienced any real suffering. The chorus is a simple but powerful repetition of the phrase "holy mother," perhaps an invocation of a higher power or a frustration-induced plea. The final lines of the song introduce some new imagery: dancing "fuck-ups," Gold Coast mums, and prefect drop-outs. These mixed-up, mismatched elements, it seems, are far more fascinating than the insubstantial, glossy life painted in the earlier verses.


Line by Line Meaning

Dressed up like a funeral home
You're emotionally distant and closed off


You're cold but lovable
You may seem standoffish, but you're still lovable


Dream up all the centrefolds
You imagine perfect people and situations


For what?
What's the point?


'Cause I raised your glass
I took care of you, I celebrated you


Signed your card
I showed you love and appreciation


And this is all I got
But you only give me fake high-class nonsense in return


Your highbrow piss
You give me fake sophistication and intellect


No sounds, all tricks
You're all appearance and no substance


And this is all I got
And that's all you can offer me in return


You worship wars
You're obsessed with conflict and drama


Your skin ain't torn
But you don't actually have any battle scars or emotional wounds


And this is all I got
That's still all you have, even if it's not authentic


'Cause it's outside
You're looking for something external to fill the void inside you


Outside
You're always searching, never satisfied


Shrugged shoulders and after-thoughts
You don't take things seriously, and you don't think things through


Burn your cards and walk away
You're impulsive and self-destructive


Fantasise for another day
You daydream about things you know you can't have


For what?
What's the point of dreaming if you can't make those dreams come true?


When they stand on the family shore
You observe people from a distance


Holding hands and staring high
You envy those who seem to have it all


Did you think that this would work?
Do you really believe your strategy will lead to happiness?


Holy mother
An emphatic expression of surprise or awe


I'll say go and you say where now
You're searching for direction


It's been made for you this weather
You feel like your circumstances are out of your control


Lilly Lally dancing fuck-ups
You identify with people who are disorganized and clumsy


Gold Coast mums and prefect drop-outs
You feel like an outsider in a world of societal norms and expectations


I'll say go and you say where now (outside)
You're still searching for something beyond yourself


I'll say go and you say where now
You're unsure of where to go next


I'll say go and you say where now (outside)
You're still drawn to the unknown, to the outside




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Shrugged shoulders and after thoughts
Burn your cards and walk away
Fantasise for another day
For what?

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