Let the Devil In

Bees die when they sting you, and it's your fault that this living thing is dead because you pissed it off and it reacted. Maybe it's a comment on American's current imperialistic aspirations in the Middle East, and the spread of our culture of capitalism and exploitation into what was once a culture with deeper meaning than that.

Then he remembers a joke about the people being raped for letting the Devil in, which could be a metaphor for the inherent greed of our society. We let this greed in, and these huge, largely unaccountable corporations (who wanted this war to begin with) are the devil's pirate friends who hunger for destruction because they profit from it. I'm sure you know how much the price of oil has increased since our invasion of Iraq, and I guarantee these oil companies and consultant groups with government contracts are pulling in record profits at the cost of thousands of lives, both American and Iraqi.

The sentimental rant is him remembering a better time, befor industrialization and the corporation, where things like spirituality and community mattered, cooperation among your own people, self-pride. When nature was left unthreatened, and people lived in greater (admittedly, still imperfect) harmony with the world. Then he remembers, everyone has this poison in them, this greed. It's spread everywhere, and no one wants to hear about it. Mass media theory would say that this is because this idea is outside of everyone's comfort zone due the immense responsibility we all have for contributing to all of these problems, and people choose media (books, newspapers, really every means of getting any type of information) that reinforces the beliefs they already have. That's why things are so quiet that he can hear crickets yawning; everyone has just walked away and chosen a less challenging message to listen to.

The ticket to heaven was left in a discarded pair of jeans, like you'd leave a receipt or a candy wrapper in your pocket. It's arguably the most valuable thing on the face of the earth, (perhaps it actually is the metaphorical equivalent of the earth) but it's obviously not recognized for its worth and gets treated like trash. When you die, you better enjoy the ride up to heaven, or enlightenment, or paradise, whatever you want to call it. You're not getting in because of what you've helped, even passively, destroy. Capitalism and corporations are destroying the earth, destroying cultures, destroying people, and destroying civilizations.

So, in conclusion, you better realize the role you play in all of this, get off your ass and vote for some legislation to get this under control and realize what's really important in life (find the ticket), or the backlash is going to kill you the same way you killed everything else.

"so when the chariot arrives, you'd best enjoy the ride 'cause when we get to heaven's gate we're not getting inside"

i fucking love that

yeah, thats a sweet ass line. i love the fucking drumming in this song. i cant help but move when i hear it.

This can also be taken in a more obvious religious context. You better beg forgiveness for these mistakes from whatever power you believe in, people need to humble themselves before nature and God and the earth, like things used to be, instead of raping and pillaging it. That makes us no better than the Devil's pirate friends, and I'm willing to bet those pirate friends didn't get through the pearly gates.

hats off to ryguy. fucking awesome interpretation.

Anyone else notice that the percussion seems to be sampled from U2's The Refugee?

Indeed, RyGuy, well put. It's also quite interesting how Kyp's voice drifts to the back a bit, behind the dissonance and community drums, as he asks if his sentimentality is out of joint. The crickets are both preoccupied and bored; creating a beautifully sad image.

Is it a waste of time, please tell me if you mind me dipping into useless sentimentality a rant on how things used to be when this shit was free I answered my own question, i can hear the crickets yawning

this shit is crazayy such great lyrics mannn

The whole chariot thing reminds me of how Pluto took Persephone from her mother, and brought her back down into the underworld. It's a good story.

While your analysis is well thought out. I don't think this song should be written off as a political statment. I can't say what it is - there just seems to be more there.