Story Behind The Song
How both violence and drugs are bad for you, control you, how both build up to a cruscendo of suffering and illusion in the words and music, but ultimately turn to decay as in 'black
teeth'.
Song Description
The descriptions of 'it hurts when Mr.Cocaine grabs me' could be the pain from assault by an agressive partner, or the pain from taking cocainne when it is kicking inro the system. The 'brilliant white light lights the night' could be concussion or seeing everything brighter through the effects and highs of cocaine. 'I am on a giant screen looking at you could be being on a high or being in the frame to get hit again
| Song Length |
5:30 |
Genre |
Rock - Psychedelic, Rock - General |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Disturbed, Restless |
Subject |
Danger, Pain |
| Similar Artists |
Joan Osborne |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
?Mr Cocaine?
!t hurts when Mr Cocaine grabs me...
it hurts when Mr Cocaine grabs me...
it hurts when Mr Cocaine grabs me...
it hurts when Mr Cocaine grabs me...
Can you see his teeth are black? Ohh I can?t kiss a man like that.Ohh,
can you see his teeth are black? Sigh.
It makes me smile,...makes me go the extra mile.
I?m on a giant screen looking at you...I?m on a giant screen looking at
you...
I?m on a giant screen and lean out, I?m on a giant screen and lean out.
Whiter than white, that?s me...the Snow Queen is who I can be
Snap me, zap me, print out. Snap me, zap me, print out.
Snap me, zap me, print out. Snap me, zap me, print out.
Fly post my face on the way out,
fly post my face on the way out.
My brilliant white light lights the night, my brilliant white light lights
the night
white powder is coming on down
white powder is coming on down, glitter is coming on down.
My billboards will widen horizons, my billboards will widen horizons.
I?m spending my time rewinding, I?m spending my time rewinding.
I?m in a dream....I?m a dream machine.
The herbal tea winds me up big
I sang with The Stones at a gig, I sang with The Stones at a gig,
I sang with The Stones at a gig, I sang with The Stones at a gig.
The depths of the cup are so hot
I?m reading the leaves in the pot.
They might prophesize, they might tell lies...about me.
They might... tell lies...about me.
!t hurts when Mr Cocaine grabs me...
it hurts when Mr Cocaine grabs me...
it hurts when Mr Cocaine grabs me...
it hurts when Mr Cocaine grabs me...