[Verse 1]
It seems I can't explain it all
Well, it's hard to say and it's hard to explain
That everything I've known's been feeling strange
I guess we'll always have tradition to fall back on
[Chorus]
Tradition seems to stick to you
Tradition seems to stick to you just like Krazy Glue
[Verse 2]
Just what the hell am I supposed to do?
Am I just going to accept someone else's point of view?
Yeah, well, we could ramble on and on
[Bridge]
Just what keeps rolling through my brain?
It just keeps running like a nonstop freight train
Tradition seems to stick to you
[Chorus]
Tradition seems to stick to you just like Krazy Glue
Illustrates obsessive thinking, like the speaker can’t escape the weight of tradition no matter how hard they try.
The freight train metaphor shows it’s constant and overwhelming.
Ends in resigned repetition, reinforcing how stuck they feel.
This verse captures confusion and frustration about trying to make sense of inherited values or traditions.
The speaker feels torn between what they were raised with and what they actually believe.
It acknowledges the comfort of tradition, even when it no longer makes sense.
Shows the struggle with opposing perspectives.
The speaker questions whether to conform or resist, and acknowledges how debates often go nowhere.
There’s ambiguity and frustration, like they’re trapped in a loop of indecision.
Metaphor: Tradition is like Krazy Glue — once it’s on you, it’s nearly impossible to remove.
Repetition of the line emphasizes how deep-rooted and clingy these old ideas can be.
There’s a tone of mockery or sarcasm, poking fun at how people just accept things blindly.