Junk
You Am I Lyrics


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I ain't blue yet hell I ain't even sick
But this big ol' bark sure sounds worse than its stink
Thick like dipsticks and white as a sheet
But for a pile of trash I sure smell sweet

[Chorus]
Can in a bag for just $2.35
Nobody looks you straight in the eye
Drop like butter to the floor just let me lie?
Drop like butter, just let me fry

Been digging holes like I'm in need of work
I can't sit for a minute just dry my shirt
This city's been sucking on me like a cheap cigarette
It's drunk my drinks and cashed my bets

[Chorus]





Junk, Junk, Junk, Junk
Sure smell sweet for junk

Overall Meaning

The song "Junk" by You Am I tells a story of a person who is down on luck, but is still trying to find a way to stay on top of things, even if it means resorting to living off of junk. The first line of the song, "I ain't blue yet hell I ain't even sick," sets up the tone for the rest of the lyrics to follow, which are about a person who is seemingly content with their life, despite their circumstances.


The next line, "But this big ol' bark sure sounds worse than its stink," could be interpreted as a metaphor for the person's situation. They might appear confident on the outside, but their reality is less than desirable.


The chorus of "Can in a bag for just $2.35, nobody looks you straight in the eye, drop like butter to the floor just let me lie, drop like butter, just let me fry," reinforces the idea of a person who has resorted to living off of junk food and is becoming increasingly isolated from society. The phrase "drop like butter" could also be seen as a reference to the person's physical and mental state deteriorating.


The following verse mentions how the person is trying to make ends meet by doing physical labor and is being drained by the city they live in. The lyrics are an acerbic commentary on the disillusionment with modern society and the individual's futile attempts at survival.


Overall, You Am I's song "Junk" is a portrait of a person who has reached rock bottom and is trying to find solace in their current situation. The lyrics may be viewed as a critique of the societal pressures that can drive a person to the edge.


Line by Line Meaning

I ain't blue yet hell I ain't even sick
Despite the appearances of my surroundings, I am still joyful and not feeling unwell.


But this big ol' bark sure sounds worse than its stink
Although I may put on a tough exterior and talk a big game, the reality of my situation is not quite as impressive.


Thick like dipsticks and white as a sheet
My physical appearance is unimpressive and lacking vitality, resembling a used car's oil measuring tool.


But for a pile of trash I sure smell sweet
Despite being surrounded by garbage and undesirable things, I am content and have a pleasant aroma.


Can in a bag for just $2.35
A cheap and accessible way of consuming alcohol, indicative of my struggles and lack of resources.


Nobody looks you straight in the eye
My status is so low that people refuse to acknowledge or engage with me in a meaningful way.


Drop like butter to the floor just let me lie?
I am so weak and defeated that I am unable to stand up and need to lay on the ground.


Been digging holes like I'm in need of work
I am constantly active and trying to stay productive, seeking meaning and value in my life despite my circumstances.


I can't sit for a minute just dry my shirt
My life is constantly on the move and I am unable to rest for even a short time, constantly sweating and trying to stay comfortable.


This city's been sucking on me like a cheap cigarette
The city and its inhabitants are constantly taking advantage of me, treating me like a disposable and insignificant object.


It's drunk my drinks and cashed my bets
Even my small pleasures and indulgences have been taken from me, leaving me with almost nothing.


Sure smell sweet for junk
Despite the unpleasantness of my circumstances and surroundings, I have managed to retain some semblance of positivity and optimism.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: TIM ADRIAN ROGERS

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