THEY WERE GOING TO MELT IT
Former church organist
vex on it
the runHonest use case: listeners who appreciate narrative, industrial themes, and a sense of lament for lost labor.
Exhibit: “And that is not peace. That is what twenty-six years does.”
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 144
- key
- D# major
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.52
- vocal at
- 1.9s
- length
- 0:55
- words
- 190
- clichés
- 0
- language
- En
most sung: “melt” ×23 · “him” ×3 · “does” ×3
shared with the crate: 76 other songs use “door”
lyrics
(melt it) I asked him if it bothered him, the metal on the frame Twenty-six years of his hands on a thing I hit for money And he thought about it properly, the way he does And he said they were going to melt it, somebody should use it They were going to melt it (melt it) All of it, melt it Three thousand jobs and then melt it Melt it Melt it, melt it, melt it, melt it A city decided that a working life was scrap Melt it, melt it, melt it, melt it And I walked in through an open door and took a bell He was not being generous. I want to be accurate about him. He genuinely does not think it matters what happens to steel. And that is not peace. That is what twenty-six years does. (ORGAN AND METAL CRASH BACK) Melt it, melt it, melt it, melt it A city decided that a working life was scrap Melt it, melt it, melt it, melt it And I walked in through an open door and took a bell (somebody should use it...)