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GENERAL INFO:

Song Title: Plush

Running time: 5:08
music by: Robert DeLeo
words by: Scott Weiland, Eric Kretz
available on: Core [September 29, 1992, Album], Plush [1993, Single]

recorded at: Rumbo Recorders, Los Angeles, CA by Nick DiDia
Produced and mixed by: Brendan O'Brien

Robert DeLeo: Bass
Dean DeLeo: Guitars
Scott Weiland: Vocals
Eric Kretz: Drums
 
LIVE INFO:
First performed live on: This song was first performed during the Core-tour in 1992/1993.
Performed as acoustic?: Yes.
 
COMMENTS:

Scott: "This is another one of those songs that Robert and I just came up with, before we actually had a record deal, when we were working across the street from one another. And the lyrics to this song were actally inspired by a true story. A girl, whose name I won't mention, was kidnapped and then later found tragically murdered back in the early part of the 90's, it sorta gave me fuel to write the words to the song. However, the song is not about that really, it is sort of a metaphor for a lost obsessive relationship. And I don't think anyone here has ever heard this song before." (March 8, 2000: VH1 Storytellers)

Robert: This song reminds me of being in the studio; it was the first song I wrote that made me feel like the songs I really enjoyed listening to.

Dean: That song brings me back to 1990: being in a rehearsal room in North Hollywood. It was a fresh and new experience for us. We lived together because we didn't have homes. We had a kitchenette, and the four of us cooked on a single burner. But it was a beautiful time. The band was young and excited about what we were going to encounter.
 
LYRICS:

And I feel that time's a wasted go
So where ya going to tomorrow?
And I see that these are lies to come
So would you even care?

And I feel it, And I feel it
Where ya going for tomorrow
Where ya going with the mask I found
And I feel, And I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her -
will she smell alone?

And I feel so much depends on the weather
So is it raining in your bedroom?
And I see that these are the eyes of disarray
Would you even care?

And I feel it, And she feels it
Where ya going for tomorrow
Where ya going with the mask I found
And I feel, And I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her -
will she smell alone?

When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
She'll find it

She'll find it
To find it