What does “My Name Is Mud” by Primus really mean? In this video, we break down the twisted humor and grim narrative behind one of Primus’s most iconic songs. Les Claypool’s bass-heavy storytelling paints a picture of a man who’s just killed someone—and doesn’t feel bad about it.
We’ll explore the dark comedy, the Southern Gothic vibes, and how this song became a Gen X anthem for weirdness and alienation.
Plus, find out how MTV banned the video... and why that only made it more legendary.
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Lyrics
My name is Mud
My name is Mud
Not to be confused with Bill or Jack or Pete or Dennis
My name is mud, it's always been
'Cause I'm the most boring sons-a-bitch you've ever seen
I dress in blue-yes navy blue
From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes
I make 'em shine, well most the time
'Cept today my feet are troddin' on by this friend of mine
Six foot two and rude as hell
I got to get him in the ground before he starts to smell
My name is Mud
My name is Mud, but call me Alowishus Devadander Abercrombie
That's long for Mud so I've been told
Told that by this sons-a-bitch that lies before me bloated blue and cold
I've got my pride, I drink my wine
I drink only the finest except I haven't earned a dime in several months
Or were it years
The breath on that fat bastard could bring any man to tears
We had our words, a common spat
So I kissed him upside the cranium with an aluminum baseball bat
My name is Mud
My name is Mud
M-m-m-m-m-Mud
My name is Mud
(Where you goin' city boy?)
My name is Mud
Not to be confused with Bill or Jack or Pete or Dennis
My name is mud, it's always been
'Cause I'm the most boring sons-a-bitch you've ever seen
I dress in blue-yes navy blue
From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes
I make 'em shine, well most the time
'Cept today my feet are troddin' on by this friend of mine
Six foot two and rude as hell
I got to get him in the ground before he starts to smell
My name is Mud
My name is Mud, but call me Alowishus Devadander Abercrombie
That's long for Mud so I've been told
Told that by this sons-a-bitch that lies before me bloated blue and cold
I've got my pride, I drink my wine
I drink only the finest except I haven't earned a dime in several months
Or were it years
The breath on that fat bastard could bring any man to tears
We had our words, a common spat
So I kissed him upside the cranium with an aluminum baseball bat
My name is Mud
My name is Mud
M-m-m-m-m-Mud
My name is Mud
(Where you goin' city boy?)
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