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.
Put my beat down through the floor,
Shoot that bugger out the door,
Electric shake it down and out,
And freakin' dance till we're no whores
Kick my beat down through the floor,
Shoot that bugger out the door
Electric shake it down and out
And freakin' dance till we're no whores?
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears?
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge me we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears
Put my beat down through the floor,
Shoot that bugger out the door,
Electric shake it down and out,
And freakin' dance till we're no whores
Kick my beat down through the floor,
Shoot that bugger out the door
Electric shake it down and out
And freakin' dance till we're no whores?
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears?
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge me we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears
Let you kick up and down, let you shake down and out
Let you kick up and down, and then shake us down and then shake us down.
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge me we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge me we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears
Shoot that bugger out the door,
Electric shake it down and out,
And freakin' dance till we're no whores
Kick my beat down through the floor,
Shoot that bugger out the door
Electric shake it down and out
And freakin' dance till we're no whores?
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears?
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge me we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears
Put my beat down through the floor,
Shoot that bugger out the door,
Electric shake it down and out,
And freakin' dance till we're no whores
Kick my beat down through the floor,
Shoot that bugger out the door
Electric shake it down and out
And freakin' dance till we're no whores?
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears?
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge me we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears
Let you kick up and down, let you shake down and out
Let you kick up and down, and then shake us down and then shake us down.
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge me we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears
Oh 6-2-3 now don't judge me we're spittin' our sleaze across the safety
No new ideas they're all the same here
And then shake your shit and open your ears
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