Butterflies Part 2

[Sitar 22,171]

I'm sure you'll all give me your two cents on what it says.

 

 

 

You're hot for God, but we all got a hunch that maybe you’ve gone astray

Control yourself, but it’s so hard when you can look so good on Sunday

I know he knows that I know what he’s thinking, I know he knows

I know he knows that what he’s doing is wrong, but I just tell him,

“Go on and sing your sad song.”

 

My baby has an eye for pretty things, pretty things

He thinks that little girls are butterflies and cuts their wings

Sicko, psycho, sicko, but he is my beau

Puts them on a roller coaster, lures them in with Coca-Cola!

 

Boy, you’ve been catching butterflies

All the girls believe your lies, don’t they?

Boy, you can pin me up if you like

A pin-up/I been up in the lonely sky, baby

You give me butterflies

You’re catching butterflies

You give me butterflies, I’m fluttering, fluttering

 

You’re hot to trot but boy you’ve got a secret that you cannot betray

It makes you hot, you’re burning up, but baby-boy your secret is safe

I know he know that I know what he’s thinking, I know he know

I know he know that what he’s teaching is wrong, but honey this preacher’s song

Has got me too far-gone

 

My baby has an eye for girls who sing, girls who sing

He’s lucky I’m the type, that’s his thing, that’s his thing

Sicko, psycho, sicko, but he is my beau

Dresses up in rings and rollers, poses as a holy-roller!

 

Boy, you’ve been catching butterflies

All the girls believe your lies, don’t they?

Boy, you can pin me up if you like

A pin-up/I been up in the lonely sky, baby

You give me butterflies

You’re catching butterflies

You give me butterflies, I’m fluttering, fluttering

 

These butterflies are in their golden cage, safe and bound

He puts on “Lola” by The Kinks and he dances ‘round

And he’s so happy that his feet don’t even touch the ground

And I know love ‘cause I was lost and now I’m finally found

 

Boy, you’ve been catching butterflies

All the girls believe your lies, don’t they?

Boy, you can pin me up if you like

A pin-up/I been up in the lonely sky, baby

You give me butterflies

You’re catching butterflies

You give me butterflies, I’m fluttering, fluttering, fluttering…

 

(Sicko, psycho, sicko, psycho, sicko) x2

[Madrigal 2,610]

This seriously needs to be EQed...I'm astounded that you were able to decipher the lyrics even this much.

[HeartshapedChevrolet 291]

beautiful song, sounds mike related maybe?

[Sitar 22,171]

Lanalysis for this is weird because it sure sounds like it's about a PREACHER, which is just too weird.

 

I think the mystery lyrics in the second line are even something about looking good on Sunday.

[Stormriver 397]

This is what I had I think you've got a few more right than me though??

 

 

You're hot for God, but we all got a,

Hunch that maybe you've gone astray.

Control yourself, but it's so hard,

My little girl, so good on Sunday.

 

I know he knows,

That I know what he's thinkin',

I know he knows.

 

I know he knows,

That what he's doin' is wrong,

But I just tell him "go on,

Sing a sad song."

 

My baby has an eye,

For pretty things, pretty things.

He thinks that little girls,

Are butterflies and cuts their wings.

Sicko, psycho, sicko,

But he's my beau.

Put them on a rollercoaster,

Lures them in with Coca-Cola!

 

Boy, you've been,

Catchin' butterflies,

All the girls believe,

Your lies, don't they?

Boy, you can pin,

Me up if you like,

A pin-up in a,

Lonely sky, baby.

 

You give me butterflies,

You're catchin' butterflies.

You give me butterflies,

I'm fluttering, fluttering high.

 

You're hard to trap but boy you got,

A secret that you cannot betray.

He likes it hot, you're burnin' up,

But baby boy your secret is safe.

 

I know he know,

That I know what he's thinkin'

I know he know.

 

I know he know,

That what he's teachin' is wrong,

But, honey, this preacher's song,

Has got me too far-gone.

 

My baby has an eye,

For girls who sing, girls who sing.

He's lucky I'm the type,

That's his thing, that's his thing.

Sicko, psycho, sicko,

But he's my beau.

Dresses up in rings and rollers,

Poses as a Holy Roller!

 

Boy, you've been,

Catchin' butterflies,

All the girls believe,

Your lies, don't they?

Boy, you can pin,

Me up if you like,

A pin-up in a,

Lonely sky, baby.

 

You give me butterflies,

You're catchin' butterflies.

You give me butterflies,

I'm fluttering, fluttering high.

 

These butterflies are in a,

Golden cage, safe and bound.

I puts on "Lola" by The Kinks,

And he dances round.

 

And he's so happy that his,

Feet don't even touch the ground.

I'm in love 'cause I was lost,

And now I'm finally found.

 

Boy, you've been,

Catchin' butterflies,

All the girls believe,

Your lies, don't they?

Boy, you can hit,

Me up if you like,

Pin-up in a lonely sky, baby.

 

You give me butterflies,

You're catchin' butterflies.

You give me butterflies,

I'm fluttering, fluttering,

Fluttering, fluttering,

Fluttering, fluttering,

Fluttering, fluttering.

 

(Sicko, psycho, sicko, psycho, sicko),

(Sicko, psycho, sicko, psycho, sicko).

[lola 6,613]

It absolutely sounds like she's singing about a priest:

 

Control yourself, but it’s so hard when you can look so good on Sunday

I know he knows that what he’s doing is wrong, but I just tell him,

“Go on and sing your sad song.”

My baby has an eye for girls who sing, girls who sing

Sicko, psycho, sicko, but he is my beau

And I know love ‘cause I was lost and now I’m finally found

[Sitar 22,171]

YOU'RE HOT FOR GOD?!

 

YASSSSS! :omgha: :omgha: :omgha:

 

 

I don't think the Sunday line has "little girl", but that God line is ace.

 

It absolutely sounds like she's singing about a priest:

 

It's rocking my whole world

 

She sang in the choir as a child

 

Was this bitch a real Lolita

[lola 6,613]

Was this bitch a real Lolita

 

No, she's just trying to be a badass in my opinion.

[James19709 632]

(Sicko, psycho, sicko, psycho, sicko)

(Sicko, psycho, sicko, psycho, sicko)

 

At the end.

[James19709 632]

Put it on "Vocal Booster" on iTunes, sounds better.

[Arzi 1,979]

I’m fluttering, fluttering, fluttering…

[Sitar 22,171]

What do you guys think of "A pin-up in the lonely sky" versus "I been up in the lonely sky"?

 

Anyway, I think it's really clever how she plays on the definition of a pin-up girl with "You can pin me up if you like"--like, you stick butterflies with pins. Anyway.

[PrettyBaby 2,212]

What do you guys think of "A pin-up in the lonely sky" versus "I been up in the lonely sky"?

 

Anyway, I think it's really clever how she plays on the definition of a pin-up girl with "You can pin me up if you like"--like, you stick butterflies with pins. Anyway.

 

I honestly can't decide which it is. Or which would be more poetic.

[evilentity 13,302]

First her teacher, now her preacher.

[Trash Magic 26,675]

Make up stories bout my life and put on very cherry balm

[Sitar 22,171]

Make up stories bout my life and put on very cherry balm

 

When they said prolific, they weren't kidding

[NEAL 739]

You’re like so hot, you’re burning up, but baby-boy your secret is safe

It makes you hot, you’re burning up, but baby-boy your secret is safe

?

 

Butterflies pt. 2 = Garbage-Androgyny + Peter, Bjorn & John-Young Folks + Keane-Perfect Symmetry

 

A song about a deranged preacher, huh?

Come on Little Jimmy, she's the daughter of a preacher

 

In the land of gods and angels, I was a demon

Lightin up the eyes of a deacon

 

 

This song reminds me that I have to atone for my sins and lies.

 

 

[Adrift 4,776]

"Little girls are butterflies and cuts their wings"

 

"Pin-up in a lonely sky"

[youcallmelavender 31]

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[Sitar 22,171]

You’re like so hot, you’re burning up, but baby-boy your secret is safe

It makes you hot, you’re burning up, but baby-boy your secret is safe

?

"Little girls are butterflies and cuts their wings"

 

"Pin-up in a lonely sky"

 

Yes and yes, although I'll leave "I been up" as an option for a few days in case anyone wants to cosign to that.