Set Me Up - The Pietasters



     
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Set Me Up Lyrics


Set me up, set me up, set me up
Set me up, set me up, set me up
Right in front of me, dropping another game now
I watch your face as your eyes look down
Away from my glance back stabbed
As I hear the crack drop smack, I count the ways
Your little whispers swell to greet my daze
Underground, so down, your scene above me
So eager to put yourself above me
Now I see so clearly, I'm not down, I never could be
And it's long past time for me to show you
Speak my mind in response to your condescending way
Of placing me below your feet it's not what you know
What all you know and all I know now is you live for the show
Smiles in my face with smirks in your eyes
And I understand what it means to be little in your eyes
Not I or none of my attempts to be on the inside
I'm not down, I never could be and it's time, this time to show you

Set me up, knocked down
Set me up, knocked down
Set me up, knocked down from your clique, you
Set me up, knocked down
Set me up, knocked down
Set me up, knocked down from your clique, you
Understand how you rejected me
Understand how you rejected me
Understand how you rejected me
I look at your face and I weep for your scene
So I ask myself what needs to be said
What now, what light can I shed
It's a battle to fight off the angry thoughts
That's runnin' to escape my head, so
It's plain as day, you can see
And I don't have the right to explain myself to you
So don't look away or turn away, laugh away
'Cause your scene is dead today
Set me up, knocked down
Set me up, knocked down
Set me up, knocked down from your clique, you
Set me up, knocked down
Set me up, knocked down
Set me up, knocked down from your clique, you
Understand how you rejected me
Understand how you rejected me
Understand how you rejected me
I look at your face and I weep for your scene
We can't bring ourselves back down to this level
We can't bring ourselves, we can't bring ourselves
We can't bring ourselves back down to this level
We can't bring ourselves back down to this level
You're no better than me
Down with all that took us away
From standing as one and living as one
Am I so different from you
That you cannot dispel with your status and look in my face
Am I, so separate from you
That I cannot break free from this stereotype today
Am I, so distant from you
That I cannot regard me as equal and clean this stain

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In 1990, a bunch of punk, mod, and skinhead-types, among them Stephen Jackson, Chris Watt, Ben Gauslin, and Tom Goodin, were attending college in central Virginia. They soon discovered they shared the same love for punk, ska, soul, and reggae music. They decided to form a punk rock cover band, The Slugs, whose initial forays were disappointing. Soon after, a mutual friend, Tal Bayer moved in. He was very much into ska and reggae and suggested that the band play some of the catchy songs that they loved to drink to.

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