I'm a bitter, twisted soul
With my hand behind my back
I feel my shiny silver blade
Love on my right hand
Hate on my left hand
God at my command
But they don't understand
I got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I've got your blood on my hands
All the work I try to do
Is in essence what the Good Book says
It's true I say to you
Let the judgment begin
Punish them for their sin
Let the sun shine in
Good over evil will win
Cos I got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I got your blood on my big hands
I got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I've got your blood on my hands
It's four in the afternoon
And you're looking like a whore made up in blue
You're gonna learn
(Blue you're gonna learn)
See the look in my eye
Better not start to cry
You know the reason why
You're gonna have to die
Cos I got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I got your blood on my big hands
I got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I got your blood on my hands
I got your blood on my hands
I need your blood on my hands
With my hand behind my back
I feel my shiny silver blade
Love on my right hand
Hate on my left hand
God at my command
But they don't understand
So much blood on my hands
I've got your blood on my hands
Is in essence what the Good Book says
It's true I say to you
Let the judgment begin
Punish them for their sin
Let the sun shine in
Good over evil will win
So much blood on my hands
I got your blood on my big hands
I got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I've got your blood on my hands
And you're looking like a whore made up in blue
You're gonna learn
(Blue you're gonna learn)
See the look in my eye
Better not start to cry
You know the reason why
You're gonna have to die
So much blood on my hands
I got your blood on my big hands
I got blood on my hands
So much blood on my hands
I got your blood on my hands
I got your blood on my hands
I need your blood on my hands
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I love this song. Seems to be about religious zealots and their blood-thirsty ways that they "justify" by deciding they're doing God's work.
Not sure what the whore made up in blue is about though, and wonder whether the song might have been inspired by some more specific incident.
Rob.
Awesome song, so evil. Seems like it's from the point of view of a serial killer maybe. A serial killer who writes awesome music. At the same time I imagine that it's metaphor-ish... like you might write a song like this if you were feeling disproportionately guilty about something.
I really appreciate the way some of their songs sound like they've been derived from a story somewhere instead of the usual stuff about songwriter's lives. Not that I don't like the latter, but something different once in a while is nice.
The Clouds were a truly under-appreciated band... never went mainstream, though their first album went gold. It's a demonstration of how the music industry is designed to profit big labels rather than promote what the public actually likes.
During a performance of 4PM on Live at Double J, Jodi Phillis explained that the song was based on a novel by Davis Grubb, called The Night Of The Hunter.
There's also a movie of the same name, based on the novel by Davis Grubb, starring Robert Mitchum.
The short version:
It's about a serial killer who masquerades as a preacher.
While in prison, he meets a man who is to be executed for killing a man while committing a bank robbery. The man doesn't reveal where the money from the bank robbery was hidden, but reveals that his children know the location of the money.
So, with the promise of the money, the preacher travels to the town where the executed man's wife and children still live, and he endeavours to get them to reveal where the money is.
The movie is excellent and the book is apparently very good as well.
people listen to this shit?
@aceindahole - that's ok.
@aceindahole - that's ok.
Run off and listen to Celine Dion or Whitney Houston and let the adults sit back and appreciate this great song.
Run off and listen to Celine Dion or Whitney Houston and let the adults sit back and appreciate this great song.
Moron.
Moron.