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.
Sad about her winsome glance
And mad about the town
Kicking years (?)
And every boy's a clown
Leave a trial of dusted boots
And choose a toecap
Then go kiss me here or kick me there
And lovers won't be friends
[Chorus:]
I'm a plow
And you're a furrow
I'm a fox
And you're a burrow
I'm a weed
And you the rose
You're a man
And I'm low
Sally was a daisy chain
And Sally was a rock
And Sally let her hair hang low
And Sally wore a frock
Someone saw a local boy
Crawl along the shore
Well must be someone's son
They thought
They should have thought some more
[Chorus:]
Sally saw the boy come near
Right beneath the sun
Breathing hard and cockle proud
And Sally's heart was won
Not a boy she knew at first
Not a face she'd seen
All whispered through her ready lips
I'll be the best I've been
[Chorus:]
And it's forty's fingers in her face
Grubby mitts, saving grace
Hope to live, or wait to die
Why don't you like
Chervil gloves and half cocked eyes
Bring nature to their deviled lives
Winsome missus wantoning lads
Aging in their passing fads
Leave a trial of dusted boots
And choose a toecap
Then go kiss me here or kick me there
And lovers might be friends
[Chorus:]
And mad about the town
Kicking years (?)
And every boy's a clown
Leave a trial of dusted boots
And choose a toecap
Then go kiss me here or kick me there
And lovers won't be friends
[Chorus:]
I'm a plow
And you're a furrow
I'm a fox
And you're a burrow
I'm a weed
And you the rose
You're a man
And I'm low
Sally was a daisy chain
And Sally was a rock
And Sally let her hair hang low
And Sally wore a frock
Someone saw a local boy
Crawl along the shore
Well must be someone's son
They thought
They should have thought some more
[Chorus:]
Sally saw the boy come near
Right beneath the sun
Breathing hard and cockle proud
And Sally's heart was won
Not a boy she knew at first
Not a face she'd seen
All whispered through her ready lips
I'll be the best I've been
[Chorus:]
And it's forty's fingers in her face
Grubby mitts, saving grace
Hope to live, or wait to die
Why don't you like
Chervil gloves and half cocked eyes
Bring nature to their deviled lives
Winsome missus wantoning lads
Aging in their passing fads
Leave a trial of dusted boots
And choose a toecap
Then go kiss me here or kick me there
And lovers might be friends
[Chorus:]
Lyrics submitted by Benxcore, edited by RachaelHay, spoko
Sally Lyrics as written by Joe Zeitlan Adam Beach
Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Is this a song about love or murder or both? I smell murder in this
lol