David Dodd (ddodd) Wed 3 Sep 03 12:55
Hell In A Bucket w: Barlow m: Weir, Mydland AGDL: http://arts.ucsc.edu/gdead/agdl/buck.html LASF: http://www.whitegum.com/songfile/HELLBUCK.HTM
Alex Allan (alexallan) Thu 4 Sep 03 19:14
Hell In A Bucket Lyrics: John Barlow Music: Bob Weir, Brent Mydland Copyright Ice Nine Publishing; used by permission. Well I was drinking last night with a biker And I showed him a picture of you I said "pal, get to know her, you'll like her" Seemed like the least I could do 'Cause when he's charging his chopper Up and down your carpeted halls You will think me by contrast quite proper Never mind how I stumble and fall Never mind how I stumble and fall Chorus You imagine sipping champagne from your boot For a taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket But at least I'm enjoying the ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Yeah at least I'm enjoying the ride Ahh miss sweetie little soft-core pretender Somehow baby got hard as it gets With her black leather chrome spiked suspenders And her chair and her whip and her pets Well we know you're the reincarnation Of the ravenous Catherine the Great And we know how you love your ovations And the Z-rated scenes you create And the Z-rated scenes you create [chorus] You analyse me, attempt to despise me And you laugh when I stumble and fall There may come a day I will dance on your grave If unable to dance I will crawl across it Unable to dance I will crawl Yeah, unable to dance I'll crawl You must really consider the circus 'Cause it just might be your kind of zoo I can't think of a place that's more perfect For a person as perfect as you And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely 'Cause I wouldn't know where to begin But I know that you'll think of me only When the snakes come marching in When the snakes come marching in [chorus] Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride Ride, ride, ride At least I'm enjoying the ride
David Gans (tnf) Sun 18 Jan 04 19:26
Verse transcribed from a rehearsal tape dates 1/24/83: All those noises that come from the bedroom Are so hard to explain to the guests Whatever's in there should be fed soon When they're hungry, they're unpleasant pests
Marked from the Day That I was Born (ssol) Mon 19 Jan 04 10:01
Heh... that boy had a talent for trouble. Then again, I think I might have met that girl. I've still got a small scar behind my right ear to show for it.
from JIM O'BRIEN (tnf) Wed 6 Jul 05 14:03
Jim O'Brien writes: Just a thought. Could "When the snakes come marching in" be a reference to St. Patrick as well as a clever play on the spiritual? Since St. Patrick, by legend, led the snakes out of Ireland to have a former lover think of you only when the snakes come marching back in would seem like a very long time indeed. Jim O'Brien email@example.com
Paul Keniston (cross-road) Sun 10 Jul 05 13:30
Perhaps St. Patrick drove those snakes out of Ireland and they ended up in this song. I wouldn't doubt that Barlow had those demons of Ireland in mind as well as a contrast to the Gospel saints who come marching in. Speaking of spiritual snakes, this is a song about the spirit of Jezebel spirit if I ever heard one. It's the same spirit that attacked Samson through a lovely and seductive woman who is too wrapped up in herself to be of any lasting good to a man.
Robin Russell (rrussell8) Wed 8 May 13 20:43
In the context of Hell In a Bucket it is worth noting Franz Kafka's 1921 story "The Bucket Rider". In Kafka's story the protagonist ascends to a mountainous, icy hell in his bucket.
David Dodd (ddodd) Wed 15 May 13 16:17
"Ascends"! Love that.
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