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.
Yeah it's that new Bliss N Eso shit straight out the woodworks
(Eso)
So ladies and gentelman, friends and crews
I came here to represent and vent my views
see they want you brainwashed like everyone's for the money
while we want the scene to blow like cherry bombs in the dunny
so check it out, check it out this is Eso on the mic
no fuckin' around i came to get you in the vibe
grab life by the balls and never look behind
cuz when that bling bling dies you can bet i'll be alive
(Bliss)
a revolution of radical rebals, writing raw, reflect the rap
of this cataclysmic cool calm collected cat
the front row covered when i'm spittin the rhyme spray
got skeletons on stage playin rickety steinsways
i sit with the owls, flippin em out, flippin the vowels
the midnight paddock runner whos tippin the cows
spittin it foul, down and dirty cuz my crew's shabby
all i wants my girl, beer, a used caddy and this dudes happy
(Hook)
well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
they gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
and they be puttin it down the only way they know how
so sing it, la la la la la la la la (repeat)
(Bliss)
From the moment the show starts and we emerge when the curtains break
your chest starts burnin like you're slurpin the bourbon straight
we blow the spot with more heat we servin than a furnace makes
percolate this bitch until we certain every person shakes
the bim bam boogieman is drinkin till im plastered
all over your ears, rappin swingin from the rafters
got asses leavin the seats when im freakin the beat
just husslin like harry flint with the freedom of speech
(Eso)
so while it seems like theres millions of cats that stack loot
my crews here to stay like tax and tattoos
and theres no match for the kid that blows your mind
cuz beatin me is like returning videos on time
and the music i make is like peakin on a trip
call me jimmy open doors, day dreamin with a spliff
puttin pressure on the player tryin to look like the cool guy
but couldnt come close if he spoofed on the bulls eye
(Hook X2)
(Bridge)
See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie(x7)
so sing it, la la la la la la la la
(Hook X2)
(Eso)
So ladies and gentelman, friends and crews
I came here to represent and vent my views
see they want you brainwashed like everyone's for the money
while we want the scene to blow like cherry bombs in the dunny
so check it out, check it out this is Eso on the mic
no fuckin' around i came to get you in the vibe
grab life by the balls and never look behind
cuz when that bling bling dies you can bet i'll be alive
(Bliss)
a revolution of radical rebals, writing raw, reflect the rap
of this cataclysmic cool calm collected cat
the front row covered when i'm spittin the rhyme spray
got skeletons on stage playin rickety steinsways
i sit with the owls, flippin em out, flippin the vowels
the midnight paddock runner whos tippin the cows
spittin it foul, down and dirty cuz my crew's shabby
all i wants my girl, beer, a used caddy and this dudes happy
(Hook)
well you heard about the boys from the foreign land
they gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand
and they be puttin it down the only way they know how
so sing it, la la la la la la la la (repeat)
(Bliss)
From the moment the show starts and we emerge when the curtains break
your chest starts burnin like you're slurpin the bourbon straight
we blow the spot with more heat we servin than a furnace makes
percolate this bitch until we certain every person shakes
the bim bam boogieman is drinkin till im plastered
all over your ears, rappin swingin from the rafters
got asses leavin the seats when im freakin the beat
just husslin like harry flint with the freedom of speech
(Eso)
so while it seems like theres millions of cats that stack loot
my crews here to stay like tax and tattoos
and theres no match for the kid that blows your mind
cuz beatin me is like returning videos on time
and the music i make is like peakin on a trip
call me jimmy open doors, day dreamin with a spliff
puttin pressure on the player tryin to look like the cool guy
but couldnt come close if he spoofed on the bulls eye
(Hook X2)
(Bridge)
See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie(x7)
so sing it, la la la la la la la la
(Hook X2)
Lyrics submitted by Matty
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