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.
If you leave early, no one's coming out to get you
Once you're gone, we'll forget you were here, and there
I get up early, make a list and go on back to bed to dream
You're slicing up my face
You like my hair and that's all that matters
It's too early, bed of hands
Still we can't fall asleep too long
And forget why we're here
Not over there
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
Oh misery, what did I have if you didn't have me?
Oh misery, who can you move when you can't touch me?
Oh misery, who do you love if you didn't love me?
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
(Try me, I'm really not a whore)
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
It's not crazy anymore
Once you're gone, we'll forget you were here, and there
I get up early, make a list and go on back to bed to dream
You're slicing up my face
You like my hair and that's all that matters
It's too early, bed of hands
Still we can't fall asleep too long
And forget why we're here
Not over there
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
Oh misery, what did I have if you didn't have me?
Oh misery, who can you move when you can't touch me?
Oh misery, who do you love if you didn't love me?
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
(Try me, I'm really not a whore)
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
It's not crazy anymore
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"It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore I miss that shiny downtown whore that I was before"
I really don't even know why, but that is my favorite part of the song.