Here are the complete lyrics of the song "I Dont Think Much At All" by Emma Goldman, including background, meaning, and song info.
I dont think much at all by Emma Goldman Verse 1 Cash hand Dry washing Like lick that shit up I'll lick that shit up Techniques scaly a la Damn he's productive For a Seroquel head Verse 2 Soft soap Delicacy To go with the I think you forgot my fries Dopamine Deficiency To go with the Verse 3 Backhand comments Titillate You can see the urge To give some two-bit Labour tips rich for Her allowance Pre-Chorus To nicotine emptiness The boredom pairs Well with the longing Pairs well with the Chorus Why don't you fuck Why don't you fuck off Why don't you fuck Why don't you fuck right off Why don't you fuck Why don't you fuck off Why don't you fuck Why don't you fuck right off now Verse 4 We're free market Cyber sluts In line For diagnosis they Seem desperate to call My comrades and I Chеap counter service whorеs Instrumental Break In decline a whole Generation raised on Snuff films thinking not Much of a mind at all That doesn't go a hundred Miles a minute Outro Some commercial convinced me To use it to my advantage Some commercial convinced me to use it to my advantage I have hippies tell me that my burnt skin is political every day I have old teachers tell me my parents should be so ashamed of me I want to jump over the counter and stab some clueless customer With a dull fucking chef knife
The song "I Dont Think Much At All" by Emma Goldman is often interpreted as a reflection on emotional struggles, inner pain, and raw self-expression. The lyrics dive into personal feelings and vulnerability.
Emma Goldman is an emerging artist known for emotional and expressive music, often categorized under underground hip-hop or pop.
You can stream the song on platforms such as Spotify, YouTube, SoundCloud, and Apple Music.
There may be unofficial uploads on YouTube, but Emma Goldman has not released an official music video at the time of writing.