They were playing a song between periods at the ice rink not too long ago and it got me thinking.
Vitals
Band: Sublime
Album: Sublime
Song: Wrong Way
Lyric:
“A cigarette rests between her lips
but I’m staring at her tits
it’s the wrong way”
Explanation
Bradley makes his best attempts at eye contact, trying to make a deep emotional connection in this superficial/“why are you talking to me” society, but she’s got this thing, this cigarette, resting between her lips. Ick. What a hideously disgusting habit, and it’s hanging right there in his line of sight. It’s just so distracting.
Despite his deepest desire, he can’t keep the eye contact that he so desperately craves. The eye contact that could possibly unite them as one, but it would be rude to look away. And staring up at the ceiling would just be odd. So he does the next best thing…he points his eyes south of the distraction, so that at least he’s still looking at her.
And that my friends is why “it’s the wrong way”.
As is usually the case with most things in life, it’s the woman’s fault.
So there you have it.
- Lenny
