You can find (create) metaphors in virtually any type of narrative or lyrics, if you want to see them. That's pretty much the point of art, that each person can draw from it what they want.
This "detailed examination" of one person's interpretation of "The Gnome" is akin to an essay on "a detailed account of everything I see in this ink blot." You can dress it up in the manner of formal analysis, implying that there's something objective, but ultimately it's nothing more than what's running through that individual's head when he/she listens to the song.
I've never found deconstruction of art to be a worthwhile endeavour, but I recognize that other people enjoy it.
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"Blow your tuneless trumpet, the choice is yours / We don't want the glamour, the pomp and the drums / The Dublin messiah scattering crumbs"
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