Chronic Sunshine Lyric Meaning
[Verse 1]
Because I've had enough of all this controversy
(The artist has had enough of all the disagreements in our society)
(The artist has had enough of all the disagreements in our society)
I've been affected and I can't lie
That shit quite frankly bothers me
(It's affecting the artist and it's annoying him)
(It's affecting the artist and it's annoying him)
She said she said you're the man
I'm on together and I'm having doubts
We weren't hurt you or all your plans
Paraphernalia and contraband
(Cosmo is unsure of his role in society in terms of gender but he knows what the world doesn't want from him, 'Paraphernalia and contraband')
(Cosmo is unsure of his role in society in terms of gender but he knows what the world doesn't want from him, 'Paraphernalia and contraband')
[Bridge]
I wasn't 'llowed to I was proud to come
To terms with germs and fuckries in my life
All I'm sayin' is that's not me, it could be you for all eternity
(He is proud to come to terms with rubbish in his life but says that our society could be stuck with it for an eternity)
(He is proud to come to terms with rubbish in his life but says that our society could be stuck with it for an eternity)
[Chorus]
Chronic sunshines forever
You know that it don't really go
(How we are told by the media how everything is good but the reality of it is that we know deep down that there is darkness in the world)
(How we are told by the media how everything is good but the reality of it is that we know deep down that there is darkness in the world)
I'm getting spat out of Peckham
(Peckham is the district in London where Cosmo grew up)
(Peckham is the district in London where Cosmo grew up)
While you're cycling home
It's an ongoing circle
No sights to behold
Vicious repetitions
While still cycling home
(This section of the chorus is about the working class and how it is a repetitious, viscous, relentless circle of nothingness. How there's nothing for them except material things, there are no beautiful sights to see)
(This section of the chorus is about the working class and how it is a repetitious, viscous, relentless circle of nothingness. How there's nothing for them except material things, there are no beautiful sights to see)
[Verse 2]
She said she said you're a star Cosmo
But you're a star and we're all star stuff
(He suggests here that none of us are more important than any of us, we're all just made of the same stuff that can from the stars).
(He suggests here that none of us are more important than any of us, we're all just made of the same stuff that can from the stars).
That rebounds but first he out comes weak
Before you know you'll forgot what to speak
(He's saying here that before you even know, our western societal conventions you'll loose your voice and just regurgitate what society wants you to say)
(He's saying here that before you even know, our western societal conventions you'll loose your voice and just regurgitate what society wants you to say)
I just forgot what I was thinking
(It's now having an effect on Cosmo)
(It's now having an effect on Cosmo)
All these blues have got me sinking
(All of these police have given him flatness of emotions)
(All of these police have given him flatness of emotions)
I dropped it on the floor because of your missed call
The one you sent to me
[Bridge]
I wasn't 'llowed to I was proud to come
To terms with germs and fuckries in my life
All I'm sayin' is that's not me, it could be you for all eternity
[Chorus]
Chronic sunshines forever
You know that it don't really go
I'm getting spat out of Peckham
While you're cycling home
It's an ongoing circle
No sights to behold (sights to behold)
Vicious repetitions
But I'm still cycling home
[Outro]
In the stable when I touch iron horses
A trainyard's quiet when you're using higher forces
(This is referring to him doing graffiti which plays into Cosmo's rebellious attitude towards the patriarchy, he spreads his art on the machine that is the modern world to show truth)
(This is referring to him doing graffiti which plays into Cosmo's rebellious attitude towards the patriarchy, he spreads his art on the machine that is the modern world to show truth)
Like gravity I'm running faster than everyone
If I get caught, big money, I'm gone be spending son
(He feels as if he is the only one thinking this way which makes him feel as if he's 'running faster than anyone')
(He feels as if he is the only one thinking this way which makes him feel as if he's 'running faster than anyone')
Eight cans a bitter of the plot thickens
(How alcohol consumption can lead to more questions rather than answers)
(How alcohol consumption can lead to more questions rather than answers)
Put my rucksack in the front to get the paint quicker
(Referring again to him being a graffiti artist)
(Referring again to him being a graffiti artist)
It's all about efficiency
Picture me skinny jeans running round with my Dickies being like
man
I have powers to catch you straight away
Bun a big fat zoot man I fuck the pain away
Drug I hate mugs and getting bake
Let me set it straight a real writer, let's just say he gets his pay
(His idea that these lower pleasures don't get him anywhere, it is higher pleasures such as his writing that get him by, what is interesting is that because he is not a mainstream artist his music does not reach the mass audiences which reinforces his narrative that the rich control the mainstream media)
(His idea that these lower pleasures don't get him anywhere, it is higher pleasures such as his writing that get him by, what is interesting is that because he is not a mainstream artist his music does not reach the mass audiences which reinforces his narrative that the rich control the mainstream media)
This ain't a rap for a girl or whatever
It's a rap wrapped up for my guilty pleasures
To fuck the leisure
(This was something Cosmo had to get off his mind)
(This was something Cosmo had to get off his mind)
Before he left the marks on my sweater
But I leave him with this
Chronic sunshines forever
You're still cycling home
It's an ongoing circle
No sights to behold (sights to behold)
Vicious repetition
You're still cycling home
I'm still cycling home
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