But for her this has a special significence. He loves her, and it burns inside of him, his intentions are good, he wants to be a good friend but hwe wants her and lusts after here. Only Satan understands. That lust for something you cant have.
No Replies Log in to reply. There was an error. It can be pretty depressing sometimes When I first heard this song I thought it was about a model citizen who wanted to break free and be "bad", so to speak. But I like XKillerX's interpretation, too. BUT under his hood is internal combustion. My Interpretation Honestly surprised nobody has actually realized what this is song is truly all about McCrea is most certainly not a Satanist.
All indications point to him being an atheist, which despite what most religious folks seem to think, simply means a lack of belief in any god s. To be an atheist means you also do not believe in "Satan". This song is quite simply pointing out the fact that many religious people will judge those that don't believe in their god s ; No matter how good they appear on the outside shiny wheels, well performing tires, seats that are "selfless" , without belief in their god, they MUST have an evil internal side the motor.
It all stems from the common religious apologist argument that morality comes from "God", and without "God", that person cannot be good on the inside. These lyrics are mocking this concept; that he can be the most impressive car that is selfless and genuinely cares deeply for others, but many Christians in this country will look at him and only assume that under all his humanitarianism is an evil core running the machine.
Add to Favorites. Cake lyrics Album: Prolonging the Magic  Tracks. I've got wheels of polished steel I've got tires that grab the road I've got seats that selflessly hold my friends And a trunk that can carry the heaviest of loads I've got a mind that can steer me to your house And a heart that can bring you red flowers My intentions are good and earnest and true But under my hood is internal combustion Satan is my motor Hear my motor purr Satan is my motor Hear my motor purr Satan is the only one who seems to understand Satan is my motor I've got brakes I'm wide awake I can stop this car at any time At the very last second I can change directions Turn completely around if I feel so inclined I've got a mind that can steer me to your house And a heart that can bring you red flowers My intentions are good and earnest and true But under my hood is internal combustion Satan is my motor Hear my motor purr Satan is my motor Hear my motor purr Satan is the only one who seems to understand Satan is my motor Satan is the only one who seems to understand.
I had a match, but she had a lighter I had a flame, but she had a fire I was bright, but she was much brighter I was high, but she was the sky Oh baby, I was bound for mexico Oh baby, I was bound to let you go I don't know much about cinco de mayo I'm never sure what it's all about I say I want you, and you don't believe me You say you want me, but I've got my doubts Oh baby, I was bound for mexico Oh baby, I was bound to let you go I had a match, but she had a lighter I had a flame, but she had a fire I was bright, but she was much brighter I was high, but she was the sky Oh baby, I was bound for mexico Oh baby, I was bound to let you go.
I need your arms around me, I need to feel your touch I need your understanding, I need your love so much You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care But when I need you baby, you're never there On the phone long, long distance Always through such strong resistance First you say you're too busy I wonder if you even miss me Never there You're never there You're never, ever, ever, ever there A golden bird that flies away, a candle's fickle flame To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game A golden bird that flies away, a candle's fickle flame To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care But when I need you baby Take the time to get to know me If you want me why can't you just show me We're always on this roller coaster If you want me why can't you get closer?
Never there You're never there You're never ever ever ever there. I'm sitting by the window of your thirty-second floor apartment Waiting for your phone calls all to end I'm sitting watching wind blow Watching time go Watching cars go by I'm waiting for these memories to begin If I threw my guitar Out the window, so far down Would I start to regret it Or would I smile and watch it slowly fall? Garbage trucks and taxi cabs Don't seem like they can reach me here The clamor of jack-hammers seems so faint The way you treat me like the only Slightly brings me down a lot I don't think I'll ever be the same If I threw my guitar Out the window, so far down Would I start to regret it Or would I smile and watch it slowly fall?
The song goes into a mesh of a guitar, trumpet and an organ, then it's back to McCrea singing. The song fades out with McCrea chanting "Sheep go to heaven, goats go the hell.
The lyrics are at there best on this song. The soothing smooth rythm mixes great with the lyrics. The backing vocals also add catchiness to this song and make it more fun to sing along to. This is a very interesting and cool feeling song. Unfortunately this song loses. The lyrics are as angry as they get on the album.
There is a funky guitar part which is probably the best guitar feature on the album. The song is funky fun and has great harsh lyrics. You will find yourself singing along but you will get more tired of this song each time you listen to it. Theres a catchy guitar and trumpet riff played in the middle of the song but it doesn't save the song from being a bore. This songs lyrics are about plea for freedom within a relationship.
Although the lyrics are sort of depressing this is song is extremely upbeat and features a very nice guitar line. The song ends with McCrea saying "Let me go" in a whimsical voice. Although I don't usually like demening Cake songs this one is quite good. After McCrea monotones there is a brief guitar solo with a mandolin playing in the backround.
Then at around some cool sounding instrument comes in i'm not sure what it is it sounds like and electronic moog. Although this isn't a very happy track I still think its interesting and I enjoy it. This is a very sad song. The lyrics are decent but the song isn't strong. The instruments seem to blend together well, but there is no instrument that stands out. Where would I be finally ends with a blend of guitar playing and mandolin strumming. I think this was a bad way to end the album.
This is no Fashion Nugget or Comfort Eagle but this album does stand out well on its own. If Cake would of worked harder on a few tracks then this would of been great. If you are new to cake then I would check out the album Comfort Eagle but if you are a Cake fan and you don't have this than I would recomend this. PROS: Some good catchy tunes with good lyrics Original cool sound Is good to listen to when you want to relax or sing along to something CONS: To many bad or depressing tracks Isn't good to listen to all the way through 3.
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