Sex & Crystal Meth

*waits patiently for weird hits.

SO! It has come to my delinquent attention, courtesy of thedancingj that one of my favouritest rock songs of the 90s [oh GOD I sound old now, hah!], is all about blowjobs and crystal meth.

“IT IS, LISTEN CAREFULLY, LISTEN. LISTEEENN!” she squealed as we [or rather, she] was driving up the coast to San Francisco.

NOOOO it’s not! It would’ve been CENSORED / MANGLED horribly in Malaysia if it were! [yeah, nowadays even the word BEER is bleeped out, like Beyonce’s ‘If I Were A Boy’]

I think they get away with it cause he says it so fast! Listen!

She even recited the LYRICS ON SPOT [no problems with dialogue there!]. Intrigued, I decided to google the lyrics and dissect the song. I even tweeted about my AMAZEMENT that AFTER TEN YEARS I find out that it’s about such a… nasty / interesting subject matter! @Asohan [The Star’s online editor] replied me back saying that it’s atypical of Third Eye Blind songs – man did I squeal that a journo replied me! FANGIRL MOMENT! Ahem ok end.

Don’t believe me? Think I’ve been smoking too much weed / doing too much yoga to mess up my current state of mind [IMPOSSIBLE!] … just look for yourself.

Exhibit ONE. The video. [I put the video up first so you may oogle at the very hot and doable Stephen Jenkins]

Exhibit TWO. The LYRICS! Please pay attention to bolded words. Whee!

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo…
I’m packed and I’m holding I’m smiling
She living she golden and she lives for me
Says she lives for me
Ovation her own motivation
She comes round and she goes down on me
And I make her smile
Like a drug for you
Do ever what you want to do
Coming over you
Keep on smiling what we go through
One stop to the rhythm that divides you
And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse
Chop another line like a coda with a curse
Come on like a freak show takes the stage
We give them the games we play
She said I want something else
To get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of life baby baby
I want something else
Im not listening when you say
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo…
The sky was gold, it was rose
I was taking sips of it to my nose

And I wish I could get back there
Some place back there
Smiling in the pictures you would take
Doing crystal meth
Will lift you up until you break
It wont stop, I wont come down, I keep stock
With a tick tock rhythm and a bump for the drop
And then I bumped up
I took the hit I was given

Then I bumped again
And then I bumped again she said
How do I get back there to
The place where I fell asleep inside you
How do I get myself back to
The place where you said

I want something else to get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of life baby baby
I want something else
Im not listening when you say
I believe in the sand beneath my toes
The beach gives a feeling an earthy feeling
I believe in the faith that grows
And the four right chords can make me cry
When I’m with you I feel like I could die
And that would be all right, all right

[the following part was cut out of the radio edit]

When the plane came in
She said she was crashing
The velvet it rips in the city we tripped
On the urge to feel alive but now I’m struggling to survive
Those days you were wearing that velvet dress
You’re the priestess I must confess
Those little red panties they pass the test
Slides up around the belly
Face down on the mattress

One, and you hold me and were broken
Still its all that I want to do just a little now
Feel myself heavy as the ground
I’m scared but Im not coming down no no
And I won’t run for my life
She’s got her jaws now locked down in a smile
But nothing is all right, all right

[end of part that was edited out]

I want something else
To get me through this life baby
I want something else
Not listening when you say
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo…
The sky was gold it was rose
I was taking sips of it to my nose

And I wish I could get back there someplace
Back there in the place we used to
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo…
I want something else


I don’t care. It’s still my favourite song and I’m looping it non-stop today.


Posted on January 19, 2010, in Fun fun, Perso-mei-lly. Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.

  1. HA!!! I love that I knew what this post was about JUST from the title that popped up on my page. I actually was listening to that song (on that CD) on the way to yoga tonight. TOO funny. It’s amazing what you can get away with when you talk that fast. The “little red panties” line is still my favorite.

  2. Mann, I remember memorizing the lyrics to this song and being able to sing along at that speed too when I was much younger – and didn’t know what it actually implied 😛 Ah the ignorance of youth.

    • You’re only as young as you feel. It’s still one of my favourite rock songs of the 90s.

      Oh, happy holidays to you. 😉

  3. lol.. thank you for enlightening.. mm.. now i’ll definitely have a different train of thought when i’m listening to this song.

  4. I honestly had no idea either until J spilled the beans. 🙂
    Now you WILL get weird hits…..**evil chuckle**

  5. That’s one of my all-time favorite songs too.

  6. no freaking way! seriously.. i was sipping coffee at work, minding my own business and NO FREAKING WAY..

    i use to LOVEEEEEE this song. and he is so hot..


    i sad now


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