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.
Good evening
We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message
To uh, Fraternal Order of Police in Philadelphia
Here's something nice and friendly
Here's something nice and friendly
Here's something nice and friendly
And it goes something like this
Fuck tha police
Comin' straight from the underground
Young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
Fuck that shit, 'cause I ain't tha one
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun
To be beatin' on, and throwin' in jail
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fuckin' with me 'cause I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every nigga is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see me in the pen
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo
Beat tha police outta shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To mark off the scene of the slaughter
No controller, bread and water
A young nigga on a warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dyin' in L. A
Yo, I got somethin to say
Fuck the police
Comon! Off, What?
Fuck the police
Yeah!
Comon!
Fuck tha police
Yeah
Fuck The police
Comin' straight from the underground
Young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
Fuck that shit, 'cause I ain't tha one
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun
To be beatin' on, and throwin' in jail
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fuckin' with me 'cause I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every nigga is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see me in the pen
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo
Beat tha police outta shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To mark off the scene of the slaughter
No controller, bread and water
I don't know if they fags or what
Search a nigga down and grabbin' in the nuts
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none
But don't let it be a black and a white one
'Cause they slam ya down to the street top
Black police showin out for the white cop
Yeah, my brothas will swarm
On any mutha fucka in a blue uniform
Just 'cause we in Washington D.C, punk police are afraid of me
Hey!
Punk on a warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dyin' in L.A.
Hey yo, We got somethin' to say
Fuck the police
Comon, sing that shit
Right now
Comon!
Comon!
One more time
Here we go, here we go
Comon!
One More, We gotta do it, right now
Yeah
Check it out
We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message
To uh, Fraternal Order of Police in Philadelphia
Here's something nice and friendly
Here's something nice and friendly
Here's something nice and friendly
And it goes something like this
Fuck tha police
Comin' straight from the underground
Young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
Fuck that shit, 'cause I ain't tha one
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun
To be beatin' on, and throwin' in jail
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fuckin' with me 'cause I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every nigga is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see me in the pen
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo
Beat tha police outta shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To mark off the scene of the slaughter
No controller, bread and water
A young nigga on a warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dyin' in L. A
Yo, I got somethin to say
Fuck the police
Comon! Off, What?
Fuck the police
Yeah!
Comon!
Fuck tha police
Yeah
Fuck The police
Comin' straight from the underground
Young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
Fuck that shit, 'cause I ain't tha one
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun
To be beatin' on, and throwin' in jail
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fuckin' with me 'cause I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every nigga is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see me in the pen
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo
Beat tha police outta shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To mark off the scene of the slaughter
No controller, bread and water
I don't know if they fags or what
Search a nigga down and grabbin' in the nuts
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none
But don't let it be a black and a white one
'Cause they slam ya down to the street top
Black police showin out for the white cop
Yeah, my brothas will swarm
On any mutha fucka in a blue uniform
Just 'cause we in Washington D.C, punk police are afraid of me
Hey!
Punk on a warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dyin' in L.A.
Hey yo, We got somethin' to say
Fuck the police
Comon, sing that shit
Right now
Comon!
Comon!
One more time
Here we go, here we go
Comon!
One More, We gotta do it, right now
Yeah
Check it out
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they played this song when their concert was surrounded by police in riot gear fearing a riot would brake out because of their music..thats why there is only a live version.