George was featured on Season 6 of Russell Simmons Presents Def Poetry on HBO. He was the 2006 Youth Speaks Grand Slam Poetry Champion, 2006 Brave New Voices International Poetry Slam Champion, and performed in a record six consecutive Youth Speaks Grand Slam Finals. The last three of those audiences, all topping out at over 3,000, were the largest ever for poetry slams anywhere in the world. In 2009 Watsky was one of three poets who performed live on FOX at the NAACP Image Awards in honor of Russell Simmons’ lifetime achievement award.
George has made strides to bring his poetic sensibilities to the theater world. His one-man show So Many Levels has been presented in Boston, San Francisco, Vermont, and at the Hip Hop Theater Festival Critical Breaks series in New York City. He has also been featured at the San Francisco and Washington, DC arms of the Hip Hop Theater Festival. He played the title character and co-wrote a 2004 adaptation of Dante’s Divine Comedy for the Living Word Festival and his stage play Harold’s Fall or King Will is the recipient of the 2009 Rod Parker Playwriting Fellowship.
Mean Ass Drunk
Watsky Lyrics
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Tearing the labels
Clearer than vodka
Don't bottle it up
Don't bottle it up
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk?
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk?
Oh no (oh shit)
Oh no (oh shit)
Oh no (oh no no no no no no no no no)
You say it's your thing to be honest
Like it's kinda this token of pride
Well to be honest, you are kind of a goddess
But being with you kinda kills me inside
You want me to explain it, well
It's sort of this look in your eye
Like you're cooking an egg on the hood of your car
'Cause you looked at it hard
But my heart is the egg and you're watching it fry
I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna lie I am gonna cry
But not right here
Give me like a minute
Let me get up all my feelings while I pop my beer
Shit is getting muddy and I'm seeking out the buddy
At the bottom of the bottle but it's not quite clear
What you expect from me
When you're disrespecting me?
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk?
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk?
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk?
Oh no (oh shit)
Oh no (oh shit)
Oh no (oh no no no no no no no no no)
Wanna treat me like a dog on a leash
Well, that's your prerogative sheesh
But if she wanna see what we got
When the saga repeats, nada, capisce
I'm not a complete wretch
I fetch, I sit a bit
But i'm not gonna stay
But if you wanna see me you can see my feets
And my cute little cheeks when i'm walking away
You can see me sitting on the dock in the bay
You can see me licking on my crotch like a stray
But if you're gonna see me like a prop in a play
Gotta say, i'll be skippin' what you got for the day
Maybe you'll be thinking that i'm hot in the head
Or I'm sick of picking on my chicken pox in the bed
You can think what you like
I think i'll take a hike
Oh no (oh no)
Oh shit (oh shit)
Oh no (oh no)
Oh shit (oh shit)
It's just one small complaint
I know I am no saint
Oh no (oh no)
Oh shit (oh shit)
Oh no (oh no)
Oh shit
I think we're old enough to know what we ain't
We're summoning spirits (drink it in, drink it in)
(Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out, spit it out, spit that shit out)
Tearing the labels
(Get it off, get it off, get it off, get it off, get it off, get it off, get that shit off)
Clearer than vodka
(Sit 'em up, sit 'em up, sit 'em up, sit 'em up)
(Put 'em down, put 'em down, put 'em down, put that shit down)
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk? (Another one)
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk? (Another one, c'mon, another one)
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk? (Another one, another another one, another one, another one)
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk?
The first lines of the song appear to be about drinking and letting loose, "summoning spirits" and "tearing the labels." The singer seems to be encouraging the listener to let out their emotions and not keep them bottled up, just like they shouldn't keep their drinks bottled up. However, the tone of the song quickly shifts when the singer starts asking if anyone has ever told the listener that they are a mean drunk.
The second verse goes on to address the listener directly, telling them that they are kind of a goddess but that being with them "kills me inside." The singer tries to explain that it's the way the listener looks at them, a "look in your eye" that makes the singer feel like their heart is frying like an egg. The singer admits that they are getting emotional and need a minute, but also questions what the listener expects from them when they are being disrespected.
The third verse seems to address the relationship between the singer and the listener. The singer suggests that the listener wants to treat them like a dog on a leash, but the singer is not going to "stay." They are walking away, with cute little cheeks, and if the listener wants to see them again they can see their feet. The singer finishes by saying that they're old enough to know what they're not.
Overall, the song seems to be a warning against being a mean drunk and treating others poorly. The singer seems to be trying to encourage letting out emotions while also trying to set boundaries and maintain self-respect.
Line by Line Meaning
We're summoning spirits
We're getting drunk
Tearing the labels
Getting rid of our inhibitions
Clearer than vodka
We're getting really drunk
Don't bottle it up
Don't hold back your feelings
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk?
You're being really unpleasant right now
Oh no (oh shit)
We're realizing the situation is getting out of hand
You say it's your thing to be honest
You pride yourself on honesty
Like it's kinda this token of pride
You think it's a positive trait
Well to be honest, you are kind of a goddess
Honestly, you're really attractive
But being with you kinda kills me inside
But your personality is really hurting me
You want me to explain it, well
You're asking me to elaborate
It's sort of this look in your eye
It's the way you're looking at me
Like you're cooking an egg on the hood of your car
It looks like you're staring really intently
'Cause you looked at it hard
Like you're trying to make something happen
But my heart is the egg and you're watching it fry
But my emotions are fragile and you're hurting them
I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna lie I am gonna cry
I'm really emotional right now
Give me like a minute
I need some time to collect myself
Let me get up all my feelings while I pop my beer
I need to process my emotions while I drink
Shit is getting muddy and I'm seeking out the buddy
I'm getting really drunk and I need someone to talk to
At the bottom of the bottle but it's not quite clear
I'm drinking a lot but I'm still emotional
What you expect from me
What do you want me to do?
When you're disrespecting me?
When you're hurting my feelings?
Wanna treat me like a dog on a leash
You're controlling me like a pet
Well, that's your prerogative sheesh
That's your choice
But if she wanna see what we got
But if you want to give us a chance
When the saga repeats, nada, capisce
When the cycle of fighting continues, we won't have anything
I'm not a complete wretch
I'm not completely hopeless
I fetch, I sit a bit
I'm compliant
But i'm not gonna stay
But I won't let you control me
And my cute little cheeks when i'm walking away
You can check out my butt when I leave
Maybe you'll be thinking that i'm hot in the head
Maybe you'll think I'm crazy
Gotta say, i'll be skippin' what you got for the day
I'm not interested in what you have to offer
I think we're old enough to know what we ain't
We should know by now what doesn't work
We're summoning spirits (drink it in, drink it in)
We're really getting drunk
(Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out, spit it out, spit that shit out)
Stop drinking and sober up
Tearing the labels
We're getting rid of our inhibitions
(Get it off, get it off, get it off, get it off, get it off, get it off, get that shit off)
Letting loose
Clearer than vodka
We're really drunk
(Sit 'em up, sit 'em up, sit 'em up, sit 'em up)
Let's keep drinking
(Put 'em down, put 'em down, put 'em down, put that shit down)
Stop drinking and sober up
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk? (Another one)
Others have said that you're unpleasant when you're drunk
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk? (Another one, c'mon, another one)
Other people have said the same thing
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk? (Another another one, another one, another one)
Everyone has acknowledged that you're really unpleasant when you're drunk
Has anybody told you you're a mean ass drunk?
You're really unpleasant when you're drunk
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: George Watsky
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@x9x9x9x9x9
I was listening to cardboard castles last night thinking "damn we need some new old watsky" then bam I get this in my feed today. So stoked for the next album.
@amearawatsky348
I just peeped you in the comments on grieves' let it through xD
@MrGamelover23
I'm confused, is this album different than than the welcome to the family one? Edit: no it's not.
@ludame
I do like the song but I think it's a lot different from old watsky?? Mostly because of the hook and the beat I think?
@AaronAlegre
@ludame this is All You Can Do era Watsky. Rock instrumentals. Super cheesy lyrics. Love it though
@YMilkshake
Old Watsky..?
@chloe.2823
Bro his vocals have improved so much.
@kit5225
Skyler889 Noticed this the first time I listened to Welcome to the Family. His progression as an artist has been fantastic to watch.
@1theedster
@ghostsynth totally agree its fascinating
@MrGamelover23
Like his singing?