Lyrical Interpretation of Eminem ‘Stan’ (‘Stanley’) (Snippet)
Interpretation of Eminem’s ‘Stan’, titled ‘Stanley’ (snippet).
By V. Birchwood
Music to go along with the lyrics:
https://youtu.be/pp_DdRvFEzQ
My ale’s gone warm I wonder why I
Rose up from the hay at all
The morning rain cloudeth my window
And I see nought at all
And even if I could it shall all be grey
Placest thy portrait on altar
It remindeth me, it beeth not so bad
It beeth not so bad
My ale’s gone warm I wonder why I
Rose up from the hay at all
The morning rain cloudeth my window
And I see nought at all
And even if I could it shall all be grey
Placest thy portrait on altar
It remindeth me, it beeth not so bad
It beeth not so bad
Lord Shady, I wrote thee but still shant call upon thee
I left my hamlet, cottage name, and how to find me at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, thou must not have got them
Was there a problem with the messenger and the bottle?
Sometimes I babble directions too hastily or forgotten
Nevermind that, egad, how dost thou do? Lord how beeth thy daughter?
My maiden's with child too, soon I shall be a father
If God gifteth us with daughter, guess what I shall call her?
I shall name her Bonnie
I heard of thine Uncle Ronnie, God haveth mercy
My friend left in battle too, thought of himself unworthy
I know thou likely hearest this day after day, but I think of thee as family
I inquire about thee and take mead with thine Auntie Annie
Thy scrolls and sentimentals fill the floor of my shanty
I love what thou didst with Preacher Dre too, the grand finale
Gad, I hope thou receive’st this Lord, respondest back,
Just to banter, truly yours, unofficially thy family
This is Stanley
My ale’s gone warm I wonder why I
Rose up from the hay at all
The morning rain cloudeth my window
And I see nought at all
And even if I could it shall all be grey
Placest thy portrait on altar
It remindeth me, it beeth not so bad
It beeth not so bad