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I've been living in fear for years
unbalanced here that I might fall
that someone would find out my tears
expose my truth and tell it all.
But I know I would die in their faces, so
that's the reason why I hide my babydoll.
When I'm making up my bed
I think about my babydoll
then I wish that I were dead
like I'd never come aware at all.
But my washing is erasing all the traces, so
I can lead a life of crime with my babydoll.
When you're in the shower
do you think about the soap?
When you're on the ladder
do you think about the rope?
When you're all alone
you know you've got a hand to hold
and you rub it up and down
and in and out.
Is this really all that life's all about?
All these lies are quite the same:
my heart, my soul, my babydoll.
I would flush it down the drain:
my flesh, my brain, my cannonball.
But the addict is engrained in the concious soul,
so I never can be free from my babydoll.
I have a theory that people don't really pay as much attention to the lyrics of the music they listen to as they should. When people listen to Greenday's "Geek Stink Breath" do they realize it is a song about a side-effect of the use of speed? Are all the people who like Depeche Mode's "Master and Servant" into bondage? Dare I mention the Village People?
With that in mind, I thought it would be amusing to write a song with a lot of innuendo, but I wanted to avoid the whole testosterone-laden wet-dream kind of thing that, say, Aerosmith might do. With this song I was going for something more like Morrissy meets the Violent Femmes. I wanted to make a catchy song which people would hum to themselves and then suddenly say "What the hell am I saying!"
Normally I use a lot of distortion and effects on the guitar in my songs, but I thought this one sounded better without it. I kept the backing fairly simple in this version of the song, but be sure to check out the other two versions of the song: The "Post-Industrial" version is a much slower, freaked-out new-wave version, while the other version is a "live" unplugged version.
Other versions:
Live at the Faux
Post-Industrial
Here's what people had to say about the song on www.garageband.com :
Anonymous
oingo boingo cure
definately a british pop sounding
band. somewhat 'the Cure' sounding at least at times. the song has
good structure. music is up beat and jangly very straight ahead.
the vocalist is very one dimensional and needs to work on dynamics.
recording quality could have been better. overall the song has potential
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