When Hollywood runs out of Indians
When the bar stars melt and their golden hair turns to glass
When Hollywood runs out of Indians
When the bubble bursts and first come for by the last
There’s something in the way you move
That makes me catch a cold
There’s something in your 'too cool for school'
When you slide up and down my pole
There’s something in the way you look
That only casts a shadow
When Hollywood runs out of Indians
Only the Indians will know
A kick in the head, pass it around
Begging for a bed, pass it around
And I’d say what you’d say but it makes me feel nothing
There’s a car waiting to take me to something
At the end of my rope, there’s a new world, it’s snowing
The globe it starts shaking, was it me not worth knowing?
The white coats are melting to snow down the mountains
To process the rivers for hallways and fountains
And I’d say what you’d say but it makes me feel nothing
So there’s a man waiting to take me to something
That I’m 'for'
Hell, it looks red in all it’s pictures
My sisters sing laments while their skin blisters
(Take your time, take your time, take your time)
Halleluiahs are for down on the floor
Nobody goes above decks, no not no more
They say the sun is still shining, that, you can feel it in your core
But I ain’t seen nobody move that weren’t going for the door
And I’d say what you’d say, champions of nothing
But there’s a car waiting to take me to something
The end of my rope, there’s a new world, it’s glowing
The globe it starts shaking, was it you not worth knowing?
The white coats are melting to snow down the mountains
To process the rivers for hallways, and fountains
And I’d say what you’d say but it makes me feel nothing
So there’s a man waiting to take me something
That I’m 'for'
This is amazing. I’ve only discovered MG fairly recently but I love absolutely everything he’s done. I’ve hardly listened to any other artist for 6 months. This song is so visceral, deep and raw. He is head and shoulders above most of the crap commercial rubbish that’s out there. I’ve run out of superlatives to describe his music and would give anything to see him live one day.
The lyrics of this song make me think of Canada's history with residential schools, and what colonization did to indigenous people. "When Hollywood runs out of Indians, only the Indians will know". Read all of the lyrics and you'll see what I am saying. The lyrics speak to the disemboweling of someone's soul against their will and of genocide.
This song almost made me cry. At the ending of the song it just sounds like Matt is reliving the pain he had when he wrote the song.
8:18 till the end is amazing.
Epically done.
I cant get over this song. Its so angry and repressed. Without being whiney and wishful. Its..amazing. First Song on the CD, listen to it and All of a sudden you've fallen for it.
Its sung with gritted teeth. Its completely open and emotional. I just cant believe this album is for real. And its so real. Its so harsh and textured and completely out there. Theres no hiding, no sugar coating, no meanings being altered to make it rhyme. Thats whats so beautiful. The whole thing is scarred and rough.
I saw him live for the first time in November. One of the BEST nights of my life. This video makes me want to relive that night So bad. Again and again and again and again.