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Storm -Tim Minchin 1/2
- In a North London, top floor flat
- All white walls, white carpet, white cat,
- Rice Paper partitions
- Modern art and ambition
- The host's a physician,
- Bright bloke, has his own practice
- His girlfriend's an actress
- An old mate of ours from home
- And they're always great fun
- So to dinner we've come.
- The fifth guest is an unknown,
- The hosts have just thrown
- Us together for a favor
- because this girls just arrived from Australia
- And she's moved to North London
- And she's the sister of someone
- Or has some connection.
- As we make introductions
- I'm struck by her beauty
- She's irrefutably fair
- With dark eyes and dark hair
- But as she sits
- I admit I'm a little bit wary
- because I notice the tip of the wing of a fairy
- Tattooed on that popular area
- Just above the derrire
- And when she says I'm Sagittarian
- I confess a pigeonhole starts to form
- And is immediately filled with pigeon
- When she says her name is Storm.
- Conversation is initially bright and light hearted
- But it's not long before Storm gets started:
- You cant know anything,
- Knowledge is merely opinion
- She opines, over her Cabernet Sauvignon
- Vis vis,
- Some un hippily
- Empirical comment made by me
- Not a good start I think
- We're only on pre dinner drinks
- And across the room, my wife
- Widens her eyes
- Silently begs me, Be Nice
- A matrimonial warning
- Not worth ignoring
- So I resist the urge to ask Storm
- Whether knowledge is so loose weave
- Of a morning
- When deciding whether to leave
- Her apartment by the front door
- Or a window on the second floor.
- The food is delicious and Storm,
- Whilst avoiding all meat,
- Happily sits and eats
- As the good doctor, slightly pissedly
- Holds court on some anachronistic aspect of medical history
- When Storm suddenly insists
- But the human body is a mystery!
- Science just falls in a hole
- When it tries to explain the the nature of the soul.
- My hostess throws me a glance
- She, like my wife, knows there's a chance
- That I'll be off on one of my rare but fun rants
- But I shan't ,my lips are sealed.
- I just want to enjoy my meal
- And although Storm is starting to get my goat
- I have no intention of rocking the boat,
- Although it's becoming a bit of a wrestle
- Because like her meteorological namesake
- Storm has no such concerns for our vessel:
- Pharmaceutical companies are the enemy
- They promote drug dependency
- At the cost of the natural remedies
- That are all our bodies need
- They are immoral and driven by greed.
- Why take drugs
- When herbs can solve it?
- Why use chemicals
- When homeopathic solvents
- Can resolve it?
- I think it's time we all return to live
- With natural medical alternatives.
- And try as I like,
- A small crack appears
- In my diplomacy dike.
- By definition, I begin
- Alternative Medicine, I continue,
- Has either not been proved to work,
- Or been proved not to work.
- Do you know what they call alternative medicine
- That's been proved to work?
- Medicine.
- So you don't believe
- In ANY Natural remedies?
- On the contrary, Storm, actually:
- Before I came to tea,
- I took a natural remedy
- Derived from the bark of a willow tree
- A painkiller that's virtually side effect free.
- Its got a weird name,
- Darling, what was it again?
- Maspirin?
- Baspirin?
- Aspirin!
- Which I paid about a buck for
- Down at the local drugstore.
- The debate briefly abates
- As my hosts collects plates
- but when they return with desserts
- Storm pertly asserts,
- Shakespeare said it first:
- ''There are more things in heaven and earth
- Than exist in your philosophy''
- Science is just how were trained to look at reality,
- It doesn't explain love or spirituality.
- How does science explain psychics?
- Auras; the afterlife; the power of prayer?
- I'm becoming aware
- That I'm staring,
- I'm like a rabbit suddenly trapped
- In the blinding headlights of vacuous crap.
- Maybe it's the Hamlet she just mis quothed
- Or the fifth glass of wine I just quaffed
- But my diplomacy dike groans
- And the arsehole held back by its stones
- Can be held back no more:
- Look ,Storm, I don't mean to bore you
- But there's no such thing as an aura!
- Reading Auras is like reading minds
- Or tea leaves or star signs or meridian lines
- These people aren't plying a skill,
- They are either lying or mentally ill.
- Same goes for peoplewho claim to hear Gods demands
- Or Spiritual healers who think they've got magic hands.
- By the way,
- Why is it OK
- For people to pretend they can talk to the dead?
- Isn't that totally fucked in the head
- Lying to some crying woman whose child has died
- And telling her you're in touch with the other side?
- I think that's fundamentally sick
- Do we need to clarify that there's no such thing as a psychic?
- What, are we fucking 2?
- Do we actually think that Horton Heard a Who?
- Do we still think that Santa brings us gifts?
- That Michael Jackson didn't have facelifts?
- Are we still so stunned by circus tricks
- That we think that the dead would
- Wanna talk to pricks
- Like John Edward?
- Storm to her credit despite my derision
- Keeps firing off clichés with startling precision
- Like a sniper using bollocks for ammunition
- You're so sure of your position
- But you're just closed minded
- I think you'll find
- Your faith in Science and Tests
- Is just as blind
- As the faith of any fundamentalist.
- "Wow, thats a good point, let me think for a bit"
- Oh wait, my mistake, its absolute bullshit.
- Science adjusts it's views based on what's observed
- Faith is the denial of observation so that Belief can be preserved.
- If you show me
- That, say, homoeopathy works,
- Then I will change my mind
- I will spin on a fucking dime
- I'll be embarrassed as hell,
- But I will run through the streets yelling
- Its a miracle! Take physics and bin it!
- Water has memory!
- And while it's memory of a long lost drop of onion juice is Infinite
- It somehow forgets all the poo its had in it!
- You show me that it works and how it works
- And when I've recovered from the shock
- I will take a compass and carve 'Fancy That' on the side of my cock.
- Everyone's just staring now,
- But I'm pretty pissed and Ive dug this far down,
- So I figure, in for penny, in for a pound:
- Life is full of mysteries, yeah,
- But there are answers out there
- And they won't be found
- By people sitting around
- Looking serious
- And saying isn't life mysterious?
- Let's sit here and hope
- Let's call up the fucking Pope
- Let's go watch Oprah
- Interview Deepak Chopra
- If wanna watch tele, you should watch Scooby Doo.
- That show was so cool
- because every time there was a church with a ghoul
- Or a ghost in a school
- They looked beneath the mask and what was inside?
- The fucking janitor or the dude who ran the water slide.
- Because throughout history
- Every mystery
- EVER solved has turned out to be
- Not Magic.
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