CATATONIA – Dead From the Waist Down

“Dead From The Waist Down” is taken from the album Equally Cursed and Blessed (1999). The chorus goes: “Make hay, not war”. “To make hay” is a slang that means “to go to bed with someone”, more precisely “to copulate with a significant other, often not only for sex but for sleep too”.

The sun is shining We should be making hay But we’re dead from the waist down Like in Californ-I-A

Victory is empty There are lessons in defeat But we’re dead from the waist down We are sleeping on our feet

We stole the songs from birds in trees Bought us time on easy street Now our paths, they never meet We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability I caught a glimpse, and it’s not me

Make hay not war Make hay not war Make hay not war Or else we’re done for And we’re D from the W down

There’s no contracts binding No bad scene beyond repair But when you’re dead from the waist down You’re too far gone to even care

We stole the songs from birds in trees Bought us time on easy street Now our paths, they never meet We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability I caught a glimpse, and it’s not me

Make hay not war Make hay not war Make hay not war Or else we’re done for And we’re D from the W down Make hay not war Make hay not war Make hay not war Or else we’re done for And we’re D from the W down And we’re D from the W down And we’re D from the W down And we’re D from the W down And we’re D from the W down

The sun is shining

The sun is shining