Blasting Fonda
Wilco Lyrics


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I watch the clock, a lot
To see where I'm at, in the plot
Its like a movie starring me
Its all so moving to me

And I don't wanna leave
This walking dream
Its up to you
To get me home
I won't go in alone

[chorus]
In days of olden
Silence was golden
I dreamed of you
Hair on my pillow
Like a weeping willow
Cool breeze blows through

There will be no failure
I won't be the last
Premadonna stuck in a trailer
Blasting for the news





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Wilco's song Blasting Fonda are reflective and poetic, exploring the idea of being lost in a dream and feeling like a character in a movie. The song opens with the line “I watch the clock, a lot,” suggesting a sense of anxiety and a desire to be present in the moment. The singer feels like they are starring in a movie, and the experience is emotional and powerful. The lyrics have a nostalgic quality, as the singer sings about days of olden when silence was golden and dreaming of someone with hair on their pillow like a weeping willow.


The chorus of the song provides a sense of hope, as the singer sings about not wanting to be a failure and not wanting to be alone. The line “Premadonna stuck in a trailer, blasting for the news,” suggests a feeling of being trapped and overwhelmed. Overall, the lyrics of Blasting Fonda are full of emotion and reflection, exploring themes of anxiety, nostalgia, and hope.


Line by Line Meaning

I watch the clock, a lot
I frequently check the time to gauge my current situation


To see where I'm at, in the plot
To understand my position and role in what is happening


Its like a movie starring me
The events are so captivating that it feels like a movie in which I am the lead


Its all so moving to me
The experience and the emotions I'm feeling are very powerful and affecting


And I don't wanna leave
I feel so engaged and invested that I don't want it to end


This walking dream
This surreal and exciting experience that feels like a dream and is happening in real life


Its up to you
I'm relying on someone else to help me finish this journey


To get me home
To guide and assist me in reaching my destination


I won't go in alone
I need someone else's help to complete this journey


In days of olden
In the old days, long ago


Silence was golden
It was valued and appreciated when things were quiet


I dreamed of you
You were the subject of my dreams and aspirations


Hair on my pillow
Your hair was on my pillow, perhaps suggesting intimacy or closeness


Like a weeping willow
Your hair was long and cascading, perhaps reminding me of the branches of a weeping willow tree


Cool breeze blows through
There was a refreshing and pleasant breeze in the air


There will be no failure
I am confident that I will succeed and not experience failure


I won't be the last
I won't be the last one to achieve this, there will be others after me


Premadonna stuck in a trailer
A high-maintenance person who is stuck or trapped in an undesirable situation


Blasting for the news
Desperately trying to get attention or publicity for themselves or their cause


[Chorus]
Repeats previous lines in a sort of refrain or chorus




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: JEFF TWEEDY, JEFFREY SCOTT TWEEDY

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