Debate user Napoleon BonerFart on the lyrical meaning behind every Phil Collins song

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Napoleon Bonerfart

Napoleon Bonerfart

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Every Phil Collins song in existence paints an elaborate story about an incel finally about to have sex and then blowing his load prematurely.

I can feel it coming in the air tonight. Land of confusion. I missed again. Another Day in Paradise. I don't care anymore.

In aggregate the lyrics to every Phil Collins song weave a tale of embarrassment followed by closing yourself off to the world after ejaculating before even penetrating a woman.
 
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Peter Gabriel was better.
@WhoBusTank69 4210 Wolfetown Rd, Cherokee, NC 28719
Bring as many of your cowardly friends as you want; I'll go to prison, but all of you will go to the morgue. Anybody who isn't a nigger knows that the Peter Gabriel era of Genesis was superior to the Phil Collins era, despite Duke being an album on par with the musical masterpiece The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway.
 
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Seanbaby explained this in countless EGM articles, beginning in the end of the previous century (e.g., "'Su-su-sudio' is what a normal song sounds like when you're singing with balls in your mouth").
 
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The only song I know from him is "Another Day In Paradise" (which you mention):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qt2mbGP6vFI
She calls out to the man on the street
Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep
Is there somewhere you can tell me?

He walks on, doesn't look back
He pretends he can't hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there

Oh, think twice
'Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise
Oh, think twice
'Cause it's another day for you
You and me in paradise

Think about it

She calls out to the man on the street
He can see she's been crying
She's got blisters on the soles of her feet
She can't walk, but she's trying

Oh, think twice
'Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise
Oh, think twice
It's just another day for you
You and me in paradise

Just think about it

Oh, Lord
Is there nothing more anybody can do?
Oh, Lord
There must be something You can say

You can tell from the lines on her face
You can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from every place
'Cause she didn't fit in there

Oh, think twice
'Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise
Oh, think twice
It's just another day for you
You and me in paradise

Just think about it
Think about it

It's just another day
For you and me in paradise
It's just another day
For you and me in paradise (para–paradise)

Paradise
Uh, just think about it
Paradise
Just think about it (para–paradise)

Paradise
In paradise

How the hell is this incel to you? Everything is incel to you then.
 
We Are The Witches said:
The only song I know from him is "Another Day In Paradise" (which you mention):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qt2mbGP6vFI
She calls out to the man on the street
Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep
Is there somewhere you can tell me?

He walks on, doesn't look back
He pretends he can't hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there

Oh, think twice
'Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise
Oh, think twice
'Cause it's another day for you
You and me in paradise

Think about it

She calls out to the man on the street
He can see she's been crying
She's got blisters on the soles of her feet
She can't walk, but she's trying

Oh, think twice
'Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise
Oh, think twice
It's just another day for you
You and me in paradise

Just think about it

Oh, Lord
Is there nothing more anybody can do?
Oh, Lord
There must be something You can say

You can tell from the lines on her face
You can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from every place
'Cause she didn't fit in there

Oh, think twice
'Cause it's another day for you and me in paradise
Oh, think twice
It's just another day for you
You and me in paradise

Just think about it
Think about it

It's just another day
For you and me in paradise
It's just another day
For you and me in paradise (para–paradise)

Paradise
Uh, just think about it
Paradise
Just think about it (para–paradise)

Paradise
In paradise

How the hell is this incel to you? Everything is incel to you then.
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Part of the greater aggregate story in which Phil Collins finally manipulates a homeless woman into his apartment.
 
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Napoleon Bonerfart said:
Part of the greater aggregate story in which Phil Collins finally manipulates a homeless woman into his apartment.
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You seem to be making leaps in judgement.

Which exact sentences make you think he's manipulating a womeless woman into his appartment, for non-altruistic reasons (such as for sexual exploitation).

You need those 2 things to give.
 
We Are The Witches said:
You seem to be making leaps in judgement.

Which exact sentences make you think he's manipulating a womeless woman into his appartment, for non-altruistic reasons (such as for sexual exploitation).

You need those 2 things to give.
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I hope you're just playing along and aren't actually becoming passionate about this obvious shitpost.
 
Tablet County said:
Peter Gabriel was better.
@WhoBusTank69 4210 Wolfetown Rd, Cherokee, NC 28719
Bring as many of your cowardly friends as you want; I'll go to prison, but all of you will go to the morgue. Anybody who isn't a nigger knows that the Peter Gabriel era of Genesis was superior to the Phil Collins era, despite Duke being an album on par with the musical masterpiece The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway.
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Peter Gabriel fell off hard when he copied Bowie's playbook of going into commercial pop shit and Land of Confusion kicks the shit out of Sledgehammer.
 
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The only song that even remotely hits close is Mama, which, yeah to be fair the central character in that is a bit fucked in the head after obsessively falling for his hooker
 
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Then is Home By The Sea a song about fucking ghosts?
 
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