Thrash Unreal

  • If she wants to dance and drink all night
    Well, there's no one that can stop her
    She's going till the house lights come up or her stomach spills onto the floor
    This night is gonna end when we're damn well ready for it to be over
    Worked all week long, now the music is playing on our time
    Yeah, we do what we do to get by, and then we need a release

    You get mixed up with the wrong guys
    You get messed up on the wrong drugs
    Sometimes the party takes you places that you didn't really plan on going
    When people see the track marks on her arm, she knows what they're thinking
    She keeps on working for that minimum
    As if a high school education gave you any other options, you know

    They don't know nothing about redemption
    They don't know nothing about recovery
    Some people just aren't the type for marriage and family

    No mother ever dreams that her daughter's gonna grow up to be a junkie
    No mother ever dreams that her daughter's gonna grow up to sleep alone
    No mother ever dreams that her daughter's gonna grow up to be a junkie
    No mother ever dreams that her daughter's gonna grow up to sleep alone

    She's out of step with the style
    She don't know where the action's happening
    You know the downtown club scene ain't nothing like it used to be
    You reach a point where there's not a lie in the world
    That you could use to make the boys believe you're still in your twenties
    But they keep getting younger, don't they, baby?

    She's not waiting for someone to come over and ask for the privilege
    She can still here that rebel yell just as loud as it was in 1983, you know
    There ain't no Johnny coming home to share a bed with her, and she doesn't care

    No mother ever dreams that her daughter's gonna grow up to be a junkie
    No mother ever dreams that her daughter's gonna grow up to sleep alone
    No mother ever dreams that her daughter's gonna grow up to be a junkie
    No mother ever dreams that her daughter's gonna grow up to sleep alone
    No mother ever dreams that her daughter's gonna grow up to be a junkie
    And if she had to live it all over again, you know she wouldn't change anything for the world Writer/s: THOMAS JAMES GABEL
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • Maggie from Houston, TxThis song has always had a very deep meaning to me, and I felt it was very obvious. It's about how women are told to be a certain way by society: women are raised to be mothers and wives. Here you have a woman who has lived an unconventional life. No woman is really actually able to reach the stereotypical norm that we are placed into by society--although these norms have been set hundreds of years ago in society. The women who live these unconventional lives, for example, Courtney Love, Amy Winehouse, Lindsay Lohan. They are not perfect by any stretch of the mind. Are they living their lives incorrectly? Or maybe there is a bigger problem with society in that we feel that they should be thrown away?
    The chorus sings, "No mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to be a junkie." Which is recalling that ideal woman: a mother expects her daughter to be a perfect wife, a perfect mother, a beautiful woman. Again is it society's fault that they are creating a mold for a woman that she might not be able to reach within a certain time frame? Does society give up too easily on these women when they make a fall from grace? And what about their behavior is "bad?"

    Finally the song speaks about the later part of the woman's life: "There ain't no John coming over to share a bed with her and she doesn't care."
    Everyone has abandoned her in her life, she has become so lonely that her only source of human contact is the men who pay for sex with her. And now she has even grown too old for men to do that.

    The line, "Some people just aren't the type for marriage and family" is something I reflect upon myself a lot when I listen to this song.... Mostly because I wonder about it myself. You wonder if this is a decision that she made herself, or that society decided for her as a castaway.
see more comments

Editor's Picks

Rush: Album by Album - A Conversation With Martin PopoffSong Writing

A talk with Martin Popoff about his latest book on Rush and how he assessed the thousands of albums he reviewed.

Jon Oliva of Trans-Siberian OrchestraSongwriter Interviews

Writing great prog metal isn't easy, especially when it's for 60 musicians.

MetallicaFact or Fiction

Beef with Bon Jovi? An unfortunate Spandex period? See if you can spot the true stories in this Metallica version of Fact or Fiction.

Matt SorumSongwriter Interviews

When he joined Guns N' Roses in 1990, Matt helped them craft an orchestral sound; his mezzo fortes and pianissimos are all over "November Rain."

Jay, Peaches, Spinderella and other Darrining VictimsSong Writing

Just like Darrin was replaced on Bewitched, groups have swapped out original members, hoping we wouldn't notice.

Lace the Music: How LSD Changed Popular MusicSong Writing

Starting in Virginia City, Nevada and rippling out to the Haight-Ashbury, LSD reshaped popular music.