Does anyone know what the song, "Consequence of Sounds", by Regina Spektor, is all about?

There seems to be so many meanings to this song, but I think it's about how all the smart people in the world stay silent, while all the idiots conjure up so much noise in society, hence the title "consequence of sounds".

Does anyone know what the song, "Consequence of Sounds", by Regina Spektor, is all about?
Its a protest song about several issues.





media obsession


damage of nature


ect.





Instead of asking about the meanings, I would try to break it apart like one would dissolve the meanings of a poem or book.


better yourself,


love %26amp; peace,


Ana
Reply:My rhyme ain't good just yet,


My brain and tongue just met,


And they ain't friends, so far,


My words don't travel far,


They tangle in my hair,


And tend to go nowhere,


They grow right back inside,


Right past my brain and eyes


Into my stomach juice


Where they don't serve much use,


No healthy calories,


Nutrition values.


And I absorb back in


The words right through my skin


They sit there festering inside my bowels





The consonants and vowels


The consequence of sounds


The consonants and vowels


The consequence of sounds





Got a soundtrack in my mind,


All the time. Kids-


Screamin' from too much beat up


And they don't even rhyme,


They just stand there, on a street corner,


Skin tucked in


And meat side out and shot,


And I'd like to turn them down


But there ain't no knob.


Run into picket fences


Not into picket lines.


All this hippie-**** for the 60's


And another clich© for our time. But,


But a one of these days your heart


Will just stop ticking,


And they sorta just don't find you till your cubicle is reeking.





The consonants and vowels


The consequence of sounds


The consonants and vowels


The consequence of sounds


Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ah ah





Did you know that the gravedigger's still


Gettin' stuck in the machine


Even tough it's a whole other daydream.


It's another town it's another world,


Where the kids are asleep, where the loans are paid


And the lawns are mowed.


Whad'ya think?


All the gravediggers were gone?


Just cause one song is done


There's always another one,


Waiting right around the bend,


Till this one ends,


Then it begins


Sqeaky clean, then it starts all over again.





The weather report keeps on


Tossing and turning,


Predicting and warning,


And warning and warning of,


Possibly it could be news publications and,


Possibly it could be news TV stations. That


Very same morning right next to her coffee


She noticed some bleeding and heard hollow coughing and


National Geographic was being too graphic,


When all she had wanted to know was the traffic


"The worlds got a nosebleed" it said


"And we're flooding but we keep on cutting


The trees and the forests!"


And we keep on paying those freaks on the TV,


Who claim they will save us but want to enslave us.


And sweating like demons they scream through our speakers


But we leave the sound on 'cause silence is harder.


And no one's the killer and no one's the martyr


The world that has made us can no longer contain us


And profits are silent then rotting away 'cause





The consonants and vowels


The consequence of sounds.


The consonants and vowels


The consequence of sounds.


Ah ah ah...





My rhyme ain't good just yet,


My brain and tongue just met,


And they aint friends, so far,


My words don't travel far,


They tangle in my hair,


And tend to go nowhere,


They grow right back inside,


Right past my brain and eyes


Into my stomach juice


Where they don't serve much use,


No healthy calories,


Nutrition values.


And I absorb back in


The words right through my skin


They sit there festering inside my bowels





The consonants and vowels


The consequence of sounds


The consonants and vowels


The consequence of sounds