The Meteors are a psychobilly band from the United Kingdom, who are often credited with giving the genre its distinctive sound. Although the origins of psychobilly are debatable, the Meteors consider themselves the first and only psychobilly band. Fans of the band are known to use the slogan "Only the Meteors are pure psychobilly" (often shortened to just "OTMAPP") as a rallying cry.
The Meteors were started in 1980 by P. Paul Fenech (guitar and vocals), Nigel Lewis (upright bass), and Mark Robertson (drums). Fenech and Lewis had played in rockabilly bands before, but left their former band, Raw Deal, in order to experiment with a new sound that mixed horror and science fiction lyrics with a punk rock-rockabilly crossover. This sound would later be called psychobilly.
The Meteors played their first show during Rockabilly Night at The Sparrow Hawk in north London, but after being heckled due to their punk fashion, decided to begin playing shows beyond just rockabilly clubs. They developed a loyal following known as "the Crazies," who invented their own dance style called "going mental," a cross between dancing and moshing. This would later be renamed "wrecking," and is still a staple of the psychobilly scene to this day. Coupled with Fenech's ritual of spitting blood during performances, many clubs believed they were dangerous and refused to book them. The band began playing at punk rock clubs alongside other UK punk bands such as the Anti-Nowhere League and the UK Subs. However, unlike punk bands, the Meteors would insist that their shows be "a politics and religion free zone" in order to focus on having a good time instead of allowing disputes between fans to break out. Because of their example, there are nearly no political themes in psychobilly today.
Due to their cult following, the Meteors made a film in late 1980 with comedian Keith Allen called Meteor Madness. It was released as a double feature with two-tone ska film Dance Craze in March 1981. The movie featured four songs, which made it onto the band's first vinyl single. In August 1981, the band were signed to Island Records and recorded their first full-length, In Heaven.
The Meteors have gone through numerous line-up changes since, with Fenech being the only original member today. The current line-up includes Mark Burnett on bass and Wolfgang Hordemann on drums. They have 17 official albums, countless singles, and numerous reissues and compilation appearances. They continue to record using their own recording studio, In Heaven, and have extensively toured Japan, America, Europe, and Scandinavia.
P. Paul Fenech has also released many solo albums and plays in a rockabilly side-project, the Legendary Raw Deal, named after his first band. Nigel Lewis and Mark Robertson went on to first play together in the Escalators, a psychedelic rock band, then the Tallboys, a rockabilly band best known for recording the song "Take a Walk" for the Return of the Living Dead soundtrack.
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There's also a dutch band called The Meteors. One of the most wayward Dutch rock groups in the period between the late '70s and early '80s. The Meteors release three records which feature a futuristic sort of 'art' rock which is influenced by Roxy Music and David Bowie. The band formed in 1977 and disbanded in 1982.
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the Meteors Lyrics
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I keep it under my bed.
Why don't you come on over, baby?
And let me feed on your head.
Yeah, it's make minced meat,
Out of your legs and your feet,
Cause I'm a corpse grinder, baby.
Well, you know I love you,
But ain't life a drag?
I wanna chop you up fine,
And wrap you up in a bag, yeah.
Will I see you later,
In my refrigerator?
I'm a corpse grinder, baby, yeah.
You'll stay good for months to come,
At the back of the fridge, yeah, stay out of the sun.
I'll take you out when I'm on my own,
And defrost you so we can be alone.
Sharpen up the blades, yeah.
Go, on, oil the wheels.
Put your tongue on the belt,
Go on, see how it feels.
Well I know it's a sin,
But I'm gonna feed you in,
'Cause I'm a corpse grinder, baby.
Well, you'll stay good for months to come,
Back of the fridge, go on, stay out of the sun.
I'll take you out when I'm on my own,
And defrost you, baby, so we can be alone.
Sharpen up the blades, go on.
Go on, oil the wheels.
Put your tongue on the belt,
And tell me how it feels.
Yeah, I know it's a sin,
But let me feed you in,
'Cause I'm a corpse grinder, baby.
Well. I'm a corpse grinder-grinder baby,
Well, I'm a corpse grinder, baby.
Well, I'm a corpse grinder, baby, grinder, baby.
Well, I'm a corpse grinder, baby, let me feed you in.
The lyrics to "Corpse Grinder" by The Meteors are disturbing and gruesome, yet the catchy rockabilly beat draws you in. The singer is describing his love for a woman and his desire to grind her up into pieces and store her in his refrigerator. He refers to himself as a "corpse grinder," which is someone who dismembers and disposes of dead bodies. The machine that he keeps under his bed is likely a meat grinder, which he intends to use to turn his love interest into minced meat. He seems to believe that this act of killing and dismemberment is an expression of love, as evidenced by the line, "Well, you know I love you, but ain't life a drag?"
The chorus, which repeats the phrase "I'm a corpse grinder, baby," is both catchy and disturbing. It adds to the sense of horror and depravity that the singer embodies. The verses are full of gruesome imagery, with lines like "And let me feed on your head" and "Put your tongue on the belt, go on, see how it feels." The song is a commentary on the perverse nature of love and desire, and how they can be twisted into something sick and dangerous.
Line by Line Meaning
Well, I've got a machine, yeah.
I've got a machine to grind corpses, and I'm proud of it.
I keep it under my bed.
I keep my corpse grinder hidden away so nobody can find it.
Why don't you come on over, baby?
Come to my place so I can grind you up and eat you.
And let me feed on your head.
I want to use my grinder on your head and eat it.
Yeah, it's make minced meat,
My grinder can turn your body into minced meat.
Out of your legs and your feet,
I can grind up every part of your body.
Cause I'm a corpse grinder, baby.
I'm a sick individual who enjoys grinding up corpses.
Well, you know I love you,
I really want to grind you up and eat you.
But ain't life a drag?
Life sucks if I can't grind you up and eat you.
I wanna chop you up fine,
I want to grind your body into tiny pieces.
And wrap you up in a bag, yeah.
I'm going to package your ground up remains in a bag.
Will I see you later,
Will I see you after I've killed and ground you up?
In my refrigerator?
I'll store your remains in my fridge until I'm ready to eat them.
I'm a corpse grinder, baby, yeah.
I'm obsessed with grinding up and eating corpses.
You'll stay good for months to come,
Your ground up remains will stay fresh for a long time.
At the back of the fridge, yeah, stay out of the sun.
I'll store your remains at the back of my fridge where it's cool and dark.
I'll take you out when I'm on my own,
I'll only eat your remains when I'm alone and can enjoy it.
And defrost you so we can be alone.
I'll defrost your remains so I can eat them.
Sharpen up the blades, yeah.
I need to sharpen the blades on my grinder to make sure they're effective.
Go, on, oil the wheels.
I need to oil the wheels on my grinder to keep it running smoothly.
Put your tongue on the belt,
I want to test the sharpness of the blades by having someone put their tongue on them.
Go on, see how it feels.
I want to see if the blades are sharp enough to cut through flesh.
Well I know it's a sin,
I know what I'm doing is morally wrong.
But I'm gonna feed you in,
But I'm still going to grind you up and eat you.
'Cause I'm a corpse grinder, baby.
I'm obsessed with grinding up and eating corpses, and I can't help it.
Well. I'm a corpse grinder-grinder baby,
I'm a sick individual who enjoys grinding up and eating corpses, and I'm proud of it.
Well, I'm a corpse grinder, baby.
I'm obsessed with grinding up and eating corpses, and it's who I am.
Well, I'm a corpse grinder, baby, grinder, baby.
I can't stop thinking about grinding up and eating corpses.
Well, I'm a corpse grinder, baby, let me feed you in.
Let me grind you up and eat you, because that's who I am.
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Written by: PAUL FENECH
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@hippolytelafabrie6915
I'm GOING........!!!
@amberh.2810
One of my top three favorite meteors songs
@ahm-erudeness7171
1857s wrecking krew🤘 AHM CA.
@freddyfranco3291
What are the real lyrics ??
@thomasmantellwilliam
Hep Cats!
@elvissorna8861
Wow the singer reminds me of this dude from Praying Mantis, dunno if you know them, they're an awesome 70s British band I actually thought I was listening to them for a sec, pretty identical vocals, Particularly this song Panic in the Streets check it out, You will not be disappointed.