So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
I've got these scars that I'm hiding from times that I should have died and,
I drink to remember them all.
But it's the ones I've inflicted, that keep me addicted,
And keep you admitted... this fall
So don't expect this to let up. Now get set up for the setup,
Just put up or shut up, or don't call.
Sister, I've seen things this summer that some say should stay safely stashed away,
And brother, you better bring a baseball bat or better,
Because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet.
So just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too much
Just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too...if it's not too much
Conflicted turn signals were dead
A bold, bright beacon blinking red;
The answer that's been written since day one
The ride ruined in the recoil
Tipped and entrenched in the topsoil
And an impulse still searching for the gun
Faster feet flat to the floor mat
The tank topped up with the top back
Brake lights blotted out by the sun.
Sister, I've seen things this summer that some say should stay safely stashed away,
And brother, you better bring a baseball bat or better,
Because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet.
So just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too much
Just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too...if it's not too much
I suffered through my potential, and didn't come back with anything substantial
I'm sorry, but I need saving... this horror, the perfect ending...
So just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too much
Just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too...if it's not too much
I drink to remember them all.
But it's the ones I've inflicted, that keep me addicted,
And keep you admitted... this fall
So don't expect this to let up. Now get set up for the setup,
Just put up or shut up, or don't call.
Sister, I've seen things this summer that some say should stay safely stashed away,
And brother, you better bring a baseball bat or better,
Because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet.
So just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too much
Just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too...if it's not too much
Conflicted turn signals were dead
A bold, bright beacon blinking red;
The answer that's been written since day one
The ride ruined in the recoil
Tipped and entrenched in the topsoil
And an impulse still searching for the gun
Faster feet flat to the floor mat
The tank topped up with the top back
Brake lights blotted out by the sun.
Sister, I've seen things this summer that some say should stay safely stashed away,
And brother, you better bring a baseball bat or better,
Because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet.
So just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too much
Just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too...if it's not too much
I suffered through my potential, and didn't come back with anything substantial
I'm sorry, but I need saving... this horror, the perfect ending...
So just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too much
Just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too...if it's not too much
Lyrics submitted by malsetsfire
(Just Once) Let's Do Something Different Lyrics as written by Joe Scutella Dinah Brein
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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