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Insignificance

Pearl Jam
Language: English

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[2000]
Written by Eddie Vedder
Scritta da Eddie Vedder
Album: Binaural
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"Insignificance" is a song by the rock group Pearl Jam off of their 2000 album, Binaural. The song was written by lead singer Eddie Vedder.

The song was also featured as the B-Side to the "Nothing As It Seems" single. The version on the single features a different mix done by Tchad Blake. The album version was mixed by Brendan O'Brien.

The song was an album track pick at All Music Guide, along with "Breakerfall" and "Nothing As It Seems".

Live performances of "Insignificance" can be found on the Live at the Gorge 05/06 box set. Performances of the song are also included on the DVDs Touring Band 2000 and Live at the Showbox.

Lyrical meaning

The apocalyptic song tells the tale of a group of people who go to a bar to dance while bombs are dropped on their town. Vedder stated in an interview that the moral of the song is "the ineffectiveness of political struggle."

Following a performance of the song at the band's September 11, 2005 concert in Kitchener, Ontario, Eddie Vedder stated that the lyrics "Bombs,... dropping down,.../Please forgive,..our hometown..." refer to how Seattle is known as being the home of Boeing, which has a division that manufactures war planes.

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All in all...it's no one's fault...
Excuses turn to carbon walls...
Blame it on chemical intercourse
The swallowed seeds of arrogance...
Breeding in the thoughts of ten ...
Thousand fools who fight irrelevance
The full moon is dead skin...
The one down here's wearing thin...
To set up...the ten pins
As the human tide rolls in...
Like a ball that's spinning...
Bombs...dropping down...
Overhead...underground...
It's instilled...to wanna live
Bombs...dropping down...
Please forgive our hometown...
In our insignificance
Turn the juke box up he said...
Dancing in irreverance...
Play c3...let the song protest
The plates begin to shift...
Perfect lefts come rolling in...
I was alone and far away...hey..
When I heard the band start playing...
On the lip...late take off
Bombs...dropping down...
Overhead...underground...
It's instilled...to wanna live
Bombs...dropping down...
Please forgive our hometown...
In our insignificance
Feel like resonance of distance...
In the blood...the iron lies
It's instilled...to wanna live
Bombs...dropping down...
Please forgive our hometown...
In our insignificance
Oh...in our insignificance

Contributed by serena




Language: Italian

Versione italiana di Vania
Da pearl-jam.it
IRRILEVANZA

Tutto sommato non è colpa di nessuno
Le scuse si trasformano in un muro di carbone
Puoi dare tutta la colpa ai rapporti chimici
I semi soffocati dell'arroganza
Si riproducono nei pensieri di diecimila sciocchi che
Combattono l'irrilevanza
La luna piena è pelle morta
Quella quaggiù si sta logorando
Perciò organizza i dieci connettori
Mentre la marea umana rotola dentro
Come una palla che sta girando
Bombe
Che cadono giù
Sopra la testa
Sotto terra
E' radicato
Il voler vivere
Bombe
Che cadono giù
Per favore perdona
La nostra città natale
Nella nostra irrilevanza
Accendi il juke box, disse
Danzando nell' insolenza
Metti il C3
Lascia che la canzone protesti
I piatti cominciano a scivolare
Avanzi perfetti arrivano rotolando
Ero solo e molto lontano
Quando ho sentito il gruppo iniziare a suonare
Sospendendo tardi sul bordo
Bombe
Che cadono giù
Sopra la testa
Sotto terra
E' radicato
Il voler vivere
Bombe
Che cadono giù
Per favore perdona
La nostra città natale
Nella nostra irrilevanza
Assomiglia alla risonanza della distanza
Nel sangue giace il ferro
E' radicato
il voler vivere
Bombe
Che cadono giù
Per favore perdona
La nostra città natale
Nella nostra irrilevanza



Language: Spanish

Versione spagnola da questa pagina
INSIGNIFICANCIA

Después de todo no es culpa de nadie.
Las excusas se dirigen a paredes carbonizadas.
Culpa de todo al intercambio químico.
Las semillas digeridas de arrogancia proliferan
en las mentes de diez mil tontos que combaten irrelevancia.

La luna llena es piel muerta.
El de aquí abajo se está desgastando.
Así que dispón los diez alfileres mientras entra la marea humana.
Como una pelota que está rodando.

Bombas cayendo sobre las cabezas. En el piso.
Se enseña a querer vivir.
Bombas cayendo.
Por favor perdoná nuestro pueblo natal en nuestra insignificancia.

"Sube el volumen al tocadiscos" dijo él.
Bailando en irreverencia.
Tocá C-3. Dejá que la canción proteste.

Los platos comenzaron a moverse.
Recuerdos perfectos comenzaron a llegar.
Estaba solo y lejos. Cuando la banda comenzó a tocar.
En la impertinencia se escaparon.

Bombas cayendo sobre las cabezas. Bajo tierra.
Se enseña a querer vivir.
Bombas cayendo.
Por favor perdona a nuestro pueblo natal en nuestra insignificancia.

Se siente como la resonancia a la distancia. Sobre la sangre yace el hierro.

Se enseña a querer vivir.
Bombas cayendo.
Por favor perdona a nuestro pueblo natal en nuestra insignificancia.
En nuestra insignificancia.

2005/2/23 - 23:32



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