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BECK
- Milk Honey Lyrics
Don't take your red ribbons off
You're about to make a fool of yourself
In the aluminum sunset
Drinkin' from a drain
I'm a hundred miles behind myself
Milk and honey
Pourin' down like money
Make a poor boy wanna run
Milk and honey
Do you wanna love me?
Under the aluminum sun
Did you hear those war torn stories
Where the lifeguards slept in the streets
In the jungle lands
With the cold Cola cans
You'll get the keys to the city for free
Milk and honey
Pourin' down like money
Bring a poor boy to his knees
Milk and honey
No, it isn't funny
Livin' in a garden of sleaze
{Black can spell to be day in the club tonight
Excuse me please
Could you tell me how to get to the Soviet embassy?}
Bangkok athletes in the biosphere
Arkansas wet dreams
We all disappear
Kremlin mistress
(Milk, milk, honey)
Ring the Buddha chimes
She slip me ruffies
(Milk, milk, honey)
Receding hairlines
She's all right, touchin' my body
She's all right, on my computer
She's all right, sellin' me watches
(Milk, milk, honey)
She's all right, ring on my finger
(Milk, milk, honey)
Milk and honey
Pourin' down like money
Bring a poor boy to his knees
Milk and honey
No, it isn't funny
Livin' in a garden of sleaze
Milk and, milk and
Do you wanna, honey
Milk and honey
(Is she romantic?)
Milk Honey is written by Beck Hansen, Buzz Clifford. ✔️
What is the meaning behind Milk Honey lyrics?
When we reflect on what the artist might have meant, the track 'Milk & Honey' from Beck not only electrifies but also refreshes and also evokes with its very clear annotations a world of disarray with evildoers and all the frills of life, represented through the irony of 'milk and honey.' The words narrate a scenario of fake luxuries, whopping sins, and pleasures going to the very top with consequent disenchantment and decay of moral standards under the hearing of the exaggerated and unreal. Milk honey lyrics mainly point to love, social commentary, angst, despair, and heartbreak. Besides, the song does not only stress the disillusionment and escapism, desire and temptation, and social commentary but also ameliorates them. The lyrics are rife with adult themes and drug references that would not be suitable for kids. Phrases such as 'I can smell the V.D. in the club tonight' and 'She slipped me roofies' are some of the examples that imply mature content and demand for a restricted rating.