Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Cajun Twisters’ by Adam Ant. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Adam Ant or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Get on your backstep where you belong
Leave your shirt and tie undone
Cajun twister all night long
You fight so hard to get your name
What big eyes you got grandma
On every tongue in every brain
What big eyes you got grandma
How in the hell can you complain
What big eyes you got grandma
Privacy’s gone down the drain
Get on your backstep where you belong
Leave your shirt and tie undone
Cajun twister all night long
Pay attention
You fight so hard to get your name
What big ears you got grandma
On every tongue in every brain
What big ears you got grandma
How in the hell can you complain
What big ears you got grandma
Privacy’s gone down the drain
You fight so hard to get your name
What a big mouth you got grandma
On every tongue in every brain
What a big mouth you got grandma
How in the hell can you complain
What a big mouth you got grandma
Privacy’s gone down the drain
Get on your backstep….
You fight so hard to get your name
Please don’t eat my leg grandma
On every tongue in every brain
Please don’t eat my leg grandma
How in the hell can you complain
What a bore you popstars are
Privacy’s gone down the drain