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The lyrics to "Misty Mountain Hop" are quite underappreciated: "Why don't you take a good look at yourself and describe what you see -- and baby baby baby, do you like it? There you sit, spare, like a bowl on a shelf, rusting -- and not afraid to fight it?! You really don't care if they're coming?! I know. It's all a state of mind." The lyrics are hard to decipher, but once you know them, they grow on you. It's hard to imagine how that song came about. Lyrics first, then music? Or vice-versa? Surely the former.
You might be interested in the LZ article in last year's music issue of Vanity Fair. The new music issue is just out.
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