saturate
Definition:
sat•u•rate
[sach-uh-reyt]
–verb
1. to charge to the utmost, as with magnetism
2. to soak, impregnate, or imbue thoroughly or completely
Artist: The Thermals
Song: Liquid In, Liquid Out
Album: Now We Can See
5 cent synonyms:
wet, soak
Interpretation of this 25 cent word in the song:
The person in this song seems to be recovering from something in excess.
Lyrics:
Liquid In, Liquid Out
It’s what my life was all about
It’s what my life was all about, it was all about
Saturate, fill me up
Liquidate, empty my cup
It’s what my life was all about
It’s what my life was all about, it was all about
Salivate, ring the bell
Clean the plate, my slate as well
It’s what my life was all about
It’s what my life was all about, it was all about
Drank the sun, drank the rain
Down the river, down the drain
I never went, I never went without
Liquid In, Liquid Out
It’s what my life was all about
It’s what my life was all about, it was all about
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vagabond
Definition:
vag•a•bond
[vag-uh-bond]
–adjective (in this song)
1. wandering from place to place without any settled home; nomadic: a vagabond tribe
2. leading an unsettled or carefree life
Artist: Mary Gauthier
Song: Prayer Without Words
Album: Mercy Now
—submitted by Rita Ramstad
5 cent synonyms:
carefree, bum, worthless
Interpretation of this 25 cent word in the song:
Being on the road is a hard life; you have to look at the beauty in everyday occurrences to find relief.
Lyrics:
Packing vagabond visions and a dream drenched hunger for a home
Swaddled in road dirt, blood stained blankets and poems
On a stormy suitcase Sunday I awakened to the scream of the birds
They held their high notes and offered prayer without words
Sinking in asphalt, speechlessness and what coulda been
Surrounded by strangers, scarred stars, stoned broken men
Riding the narcotic night ’til she swerved and smashed into the curb
Morning spilled from the wreckage and offered prayer without words
Chains on the mast pull the past, nothing lasts but nothing ever ends
I leave town, break new ground, break down, leave town again
Trapped in the circle, anchored to the weight of the world
Under shooting stars that sink the skies and offer prayer without words
Justice rides with jaundiced eyes, jaded judges bleed the broken bench
Liberty’s a homicide, she been flogged to death with money’s monkey wrench
Desperado apostates set fire to every holy word we’ve heard
Silence billows from the burning book and offers prayer without words
Surrender, that sweet cleaning girl, folds white flags in Hallelujah Square
She can’t remember where she’s been, one day I’m gonna join her there
Unpack my battered traveling case, hang out a sign that says “Do Not Disturb”
Dissolve into a dreamless sleep that offers prayer without words
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epitaph
Definition:
ep•i•taph
[ep-i-taf]
–noun
1. a commemorative inscription on a tomb or mortuary monument about the person buried at that site
2. a brief poem or other writing in praise of a deceased person
Artist: The Magnetic Fields
Song: Epitaph for My Heart
Album: 69 Love Songs
5 cent synonyms:
funeral speech, last words
Interpretation of this 25 cent word in the song:
You broke my heart to the point it cannot be repaired, even by a professional.
Lyrics:
Caution: to prevent electric shock
do not remove cover
No user-serviceable parts inside
Refer servicing to qualified
service personnel
Let this be the epitaph for my heart
Cupid put too much poison in the dart
This is the epitaph for my heart
because it’s gone, gone gone
and life goes on and on anon
and death goes on, world without end
and you’re not my friend
Who will mourn the passing of my heart
Will its little droppings climb the pop chart
Who’ll take its ashes and,
singing, fling them from the top of the Brill Building
And life goes on,
and dawn, and dawn
and death goes on, world without end
and you’re not my friend
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implausible
Definition:
im•plau•si•ble
[im-plaw-zuh-buh
l]
–adjective
not plausible; not having the appearance of truth or credibility
Artist: Adorable
Song: Road Movie
Album: Fake
–submitted by Jude Huzicko
5 cent synonyms:
unlikely, improbable, unbelievable
Interpretation of this 25 cent word in the song:
When you’re in love, it’s natural to think that only good things can happen, no matter how unrealistic.
Lyrics:
I’ve been trying so long to get you out of mind
I’ve been trying so hard to get you out of my eyes
I’ve been drinking your words every night
I’ve been drinking my dreams dry
I’ve spent sixteen months trying to forget you
Then a black-and-white film plays in my mind
Where we broke for the border in an open-top sportscar
And married, in a town much like mine
And we promised ourselves such implausible things
Told each other our impossible dreams
And you know
Love is easy in my movie show
Oh, I want to forget you
Oh, I want to forget you
Then I flashback
Flashback to a time of stolen memories
We are tied by our lies, we are tied by history
And so we’re handcuffed together, like it or not
And drinking our dreams is all that we’ve got
And the barman just smiles
Oh god, he’s seen it all before
Oh, I want to forget you
Oh, I want to forget you
Oh, I can never forget you
I can never forget
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blitzkrieg
Definition:
blitz•krieg
[blits-kreeg]
–noun
a swift, sudden military offensive, usually by combined air and mobile land forces (German word for “lightning war”)
Artist: Ramones
Song: Blitzkrieg Bop
Album: Ramones
5 cent synonyms:
attack, raid, bombardment
Interpretation of this 25 cent word in the song:
Teenagers today (which can refer to any point in time) are totally crazy and out of control. They listen to that rock music and gyrate at concerts. Having a good time at a punk show can be like warfare for the weak at heart.
Lyrics:
Hey ho, let’s go
Hey ho, let’s go
They’re forming in a straight line
They’re going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds
The Blitzkrieg Bop
They’re piling in the back seat
They’re generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat
The Blitzkrieg Bop.
Hey ho, let’s go
Shoot’em in the back now
What they want, I don’t know
They’re all reved up and ready to go
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mulatto
Definition:
mu•lat•to
[muh-lat-oh]
–noun
the offspring of one white parent and one black parent: not in technical use
Artist: Nirvana
Song: Smells Like Teen Spirit
Album: Nevermind
5 cent synonyms:
mixed race, bi-racial
Interpretation of this 25 cent word in the song:
Along with albino, mosquito and libido, mulatto is hardly a “dirty word.” The word fits in with the list of contradictory ideas, but maybe it just helped the rhyme sound cool. Of course Wikipedia has a long interpretation of the entire song.
Lyrics:
From The Muddy Banks Of The Wishkah
Smells Like Teen Spirit
Load up on guns and bring your friends
It’s fun to lose and to pretend
She’s over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low? (x3)
Hello, hello, hello!
With the lights out, it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yay!
Hey (x2)
I’m worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little tribe has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, hello, hello, how low? (x3)
Hello, hello, hello!
With the lights out, it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yay!
Hey (x2)
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
Hello, hello, hello, how low? (x3)
Hello, hello, hello!
With the lights out, it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
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ricochet
Definition:
ric•o•chet
[rik-uh-shey]
–verb
when an object or a projectile rebounds or deflects one or more times from the surface over which it is passing or against which it hits a glancing blow
Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Song: Superstar
Album: The Cool
5 cent synonyms:
rebound, deflect, glance
Interpretation of this 25 cent word in the song:
Good rap lyrics keep you guessing. You never know where they’ll bounce to next.
Lyrics:
[Chorus:]
If you are what you say you are
A super star
Then have no fear the camera’s here and the microphone and they wanna know
Oh oh oh oh
If you are what you say you are
A super star
Then have no fear the crowd is here and the lights are on and they want a show
Oh oh oh oh
[Verse 1:]
Yea, uh
A fresh cool young Lu
Trying to cash his microphone check 2, 1, 2
Want to believe my own hype but it’s too untrue
The world brought me to my knees
What have you brung you
Did you improve on the design
Did you do something new
Well your name ain’t on the guest list
Who brung you, you
The more famous person you come through
And the sexy lady next to you
You come to
And then it hit me
Standing outside of heaven waiting for god to come and get me
Im too uncouth
Unschooled to the rules
And two gum shoe
Too much of a newcomer
And too uncool
Like Shadow and Lavelle
I battle with it well
Though I need a holiday like lady who song blue
Go back what ever you did you undo
Heavy is heaven
The devil on my two tons too
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
And you better wear your shades
The spotlights here can burn holes through the stage
Down through the basement
Passed the Indian graves
Where the dinosaurs laid
And out through china
Nearly misses air liners
Magnified times five
This is pointed at the rhymer
Ricochets off the moon and sets the forest a blaze
Now that’s important to say
Cuz even with all of that
Most of us don’t want it to fade
We want it to braid
Meaning we want it to grow
Meaning we want it to stay
Like the governor called
And they told him to wait
Un-strap him from the chair
And put him back in his cage
The audience ain’t fazed
And they ain’t gone clap and they ain’t gone praise
They want everything back that they paid
Cuz they been waiting since ten to see the lights get dim
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
So chauffeur chauffeur come and take me away
Cuz I been standing in this line
For like five whole days
Me and security ain’t getting along
And when I got to the front they told me all of the tickets were gone
So just take me home where the mood is mellow
And the roses are thrown
M&M’s are yellow
And the light bulbs around my mirror don’t flicker
Everybody gets a nice autograph picture
One for you and one for your sister
Who had to work tonight but is an avid listener
Every songs a favorite song
And mikes don’t feed back
All the reviewers say you need to go and see that
And everybody claps cuz everybody is pleased
Then they all take the stage and start performing for me
Like ha ha hahaha
Ha ha hahaha ha
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sublimate
Definition:
sub•li•mate
[v. suhb-luh-meyt; n., adj. suhb-luh-mit]
–adjective
purified or exalted; sublimated
Artist: Destroyer
Song: The Sublimation Hour
Album: Streethawk: A Seduction
5 cent synonyms:
pure, refined, noble
Interpretation of this 25 cent word in the song:
Waiting around for someone to save you is silly.
Lyrics:
So you had the best legs in a business built for kicks,
but was this changing of the guards really supposed to make you sick?
It’s alright… The Sublimation Hour!
Medium Rotation, the Shock of the New,
and a memo from Feldman saying, “Everything is true.”
It’s alright… The Sublimation Hour!
Don’t spend your life conceiving
that the widows won’t get sick of their grieving
’till everyone walks out.
Hey, isn’t that what rock ‘n’ roll is all about, Princess?
Express your bloated self, willful and indignant,
in the face of somebody’s lord!
You try to summon up the spirits live on Face the Nation,
but the Port Authority just taxed incantations.
It’s alright… The Sublimate Hour!
Auction off The Temple. It’s money well-spent.
Hey, are those tears in your eyes as the wind cries, “enlargement”?
It’s alright… The Sublimate Hour!
Don’t spend your life conceiving
that the widows won’t get sick of their grieving
’till everyone walks out.
Hey, isn’t that what rock ‘n’ roll is all about, Princess?
Confess your bloated self, willful and indignant,
in the face of somebody’s lord!
So put your hands together! I hear it’s a must
until this phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust.
It’s alright… The Sublimation Hour!
I guess the streets will suffice till everybody makes nice,
but there’s a rumor going round even Destroyers have a price…
It’s alright… The Sublimation Hour!
Don’t spend your life conceiving…
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absolve
Definition:
ab•solve
[ab-zolv]
–verb
to free from guilt or blame or their consequences
Artist: Destroyer
Song: The Bad Arts
Album: Streethawk: A Seduction
5 cent synonyms:
clear, liberate, set free, excuse, exempt
Interpretation of this 25 cent word in the song:
Don’t worry who or how you will be judged; just live your life.
Lyrics:
Absolve, absolve, absolve…
We spent the better part of a day waiting for the wave to hit our side of town
(It didn’t).
Absolve, absolve, absolve…
I wash my hands of the stuff of legends.
And what news of the horizon?
I hear it’s all just a horizontal myth,
so stop your cruising, start your criticizing!
Indulge yourself for once. Feel medium between them.
Goddamn your eyes.
They just had to be twin prizes waiting for the sun.
And goddamn your eyes.
They just had to be twin prizes waiting for the sun.
They just had to be twin prizes waiting for the sun.
See them sporting those eagle iron-ons you made me swear never to wear?
Why did you spend the 90′s cowering?
Why did you spend the 90′s cowering?
And they’re singing those inspirationals you penned back in ’72.
And the hotels of choice are now toasting your voice,
as the spas ring out,
“What’s another word for ‘sacrament?’”
The world woke up one day to proclaim:
“Thou shalt not take part in, or make, bad art.”
In these tough, tough times friends like mine would rather dash than dine
on the bones of what’s thrown to them…
When a wave of her wand has us back at the pond
taking notes for our crooked underground!
The world woke up one day to proclaim,
“Thou shalt not make or take part in the bad arts.”
You see, the Singer sold us out.
The Guitarist lost his clout on Life-Of-The-Mind Day.
When signs become impure again, the crowd doesn’t know where or when
to let it all hang out.
Bloodlet yourself, street style!
You got the spirit. Don’t lose the feeling
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nomenclature
Definition:
no•men•cla•ture
[noh-muhn-kley-cher]
–noun
a set or system of names or terms, as those used in a particular science or art, by an individual or community, etc.
Artist: Andrew Bird
Song: Nomenclature
Album: Noble Beast
5 cent synonyms:
language, terminology
Interpretation of this 25 cent word in the song:
We’re getting too bogged down in the details, and yet we seem to be losing our identity at the same time. Bummer.
Lyrics:
Just think of the lives you could swap with your own
While you’re selling your coats, you’re sewing your own
You know it’s not the easy way
Sometimes we’ve got to pay to play
With finger paints and macramé
It’s time we asked the sea and say
“Could you bring a different nomenclature?”
Now the colors have bled to grey
To ones that don’t exist in nature
A nomenclature is washing away
Washing away
A nomenclature is washing away
Washing away
But did it carry you away?
Carry you all the way
Ah bum bum bum bum bum ah bum bum bum oooo…
Did it carry you away?
Carry you away?
Nomenclature’s washing away
Oh it’s washing us all away
Nomenclature’s washing away
Oh it’s washing us all away
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