As I made my morning commute, I once again tuned my ipod to The Cardigans' "Super Extra Gravity", which has become one of my favorite albums. It's an amazingly consistent album as well. But besides the track "I need some fine wine and you, you need to be nicer" which I posted a while back, I haven't really paid too much attention to the lyrics. But this morning I did, and discovered the secret Satanic agenda behind the track "Overload":
overload, oh what a match we are!
as we romance along
towards the firescape
open fire
forever in your arms
splendid time we have
doing what i dread
oh my lord
can i buy some time
i'm learning to dance
dum-ditty-dance
i'm dancing, ok?
overlord, lord of the underworld
full-of-wonder-girl
as we twist and twirl
hot and dry
high in my cloven heels
this is how real love feels
as we prance and die
oh my lord
such a fancy fire
as we dance
you sure can dance
dance dance
you i will never forget
i hope you'll remember me later
we're swimming in a puddle of sweat
i'm hot baby, don't burn your fingers
i'm tenderly served on your plate
the band must continue to play
so we can dance
i love to dance, baby dance with me
yeah, i can dance
to love is to dance
now dance me home
I suppose it's not really all that secret when it's right there in the lyrics. We should expect this sort of thing from a band that covered Iron Man, anyway. Of course, this makes me like the band even more. I mean, who isn't into impossibly cute Satanic blondes?
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Now I'm going to have to go listen to the album again.
The Cardigans album seems to have more staying power for me than all the other albums I thought I liked last year. It's also one of the few albums I've been listening to lately that doesn't in some way remind me of Van Halen.
I'm not proud of that.
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