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camusunder
Obvious references to self-harm ("But you've used up all your coupons except the one that seems to be written on your wrist along with several thousand dreams. Now Santa Claus comes forward, that's a razor in his mitt"). In this case, given the title and lyrics, it seems that this man is practicing to kill himself, never cutting himself deep enough, but working up to it, perhaps...
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Earlyturtle
"And then the cameras pan, the stand in stunt man, dress rehearsal rag." A stomach lurching pull out of the nose dive into an even darker sense of humour.
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Horse_Deceased
"I thought you were a racing man, ah, but you couldn't take the pace. That's a funeral in the mirror and it's stopping at your face."
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Captain_Awful
I feel like this many mornings, christ, I need a shave, why is my wife with another man?...*covers face with soap* Lyrically outstanding though this piece by the Cohen.
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Rubygirl
Once there was a path and a girl with chestnut hair, and you passed the summers picking all of the berries that grew there; there were times she was a woman, oh, there were times she was just a child, and you held her in the shadows where the raspberries grow wild.............
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SoupForOne
that little background keyboard(?) in the background is one of those perfect small touches in music that change an entire song.
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Atmosphere-it
i don't say this much for folk music but those little synth parts or whatever that is are amazing
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swollenappetite
Is this actually the album version? I remember the singing style as less tongue-in-cheek, a fountain of desperation...
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andyvonmusik
10 Points from 10! Hier wird fast 6 Minuten die Spannung des Zuhörers gehalten...
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swollenappetite
Sorry to take issue with previous shouters, but I don't think this is at all Dylanic, it's entirely Leonard Cohen at his rawest, his darkest, his most devoid of disguise, and yet still possessed of that genius for dredging comedy out of the most hopeless of subjects such as in his later The Captain, where he joked about both the Crucifixion and Holocaust in one line. And this is NOTHING compared to the one about 'the moneylender's daughter', which is dark beyond contemplation, truly a place where damnation is poisoned by rainbows.
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