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.
Ten p.m. ten to four
And I came to hit the floor
Thought you knew b4
But if you don't then now u know
Yo tonight I'm 'bout to mash
Make them other chicks so mad
I'm 'bout to I shake my ass
Snatch that boy so fast
Make dem other bitches mad
It's all about me and you
Doin' how we do
Tear the floor up up
Tell 'em to make room
If they wanna know
Tell 'em mind their own
But if they wanna look
We can give 'em a encore
Make it a
Freakshow freakshow
We can give 'em a
Peepshow, peepshow
Don't stop it let it flow
Let your inhibitions go
It's a crazy night
Let's make a make a freakshow
Make it a
Freakshow, a freakshow a freakshow
Make it a
Freakshow, a freakshow, a freakshow
Make 'em they clap when we perform
Wanna see crazy we can show 'em
Dancing table top freaky freaky
So outside the norm
On some super star ish
Pushin' hot Bugatti whips
Rockin' new designer fits
We can do it if you wit it
It's all about me and you
Doin' how we do
Tear the floor up up
Tell 'em to make room
If they wanna know
Tell 'em mind their own
But if they wanna look
We can give 'em a encore
Make it a
Freakshow freakshow
We can give 'em a
Peepshow, peepshow
Don't stop it let it flow
Let your inhibitions go
It's a crazy night
Let's make a make a freakshow
Me and my girls 'bout to get it on
Grab us a couple boys to go
Me and my girls 'bout to get it on
Grab us a couple boys to go
And I came to hit the floor
Thought you knew b4
But if you don't then now u know
Yo tonight I'm 'bout to mash
Make them other chicks so mad
I'm 'bout to I shake my ass
Snatch that boy so fast
Make dem other bitches mad
It's all about me and you
Doin' how we do
Tear the floor up up
Tell 'em to make room
If they wanna know
Tell 'em mind their own
But if they wanna look
We can give 'em a encore
Make it a
Freakshow freakshow
We can give 'em a
Peepshow, peepshow
Don't stop it let it flow
Let your inhibitions go
It's a crazy night
Let's make a make a freakshow
Make it a
Freakshow, a freakshow a freakshow
Make it a
Freakshow, a freakshow, a freakshow
Make 'em they clap when we perform
Wanna see crazy we can show 'em
Dancing table top freaky freaky
So outside the norm
On some super star ish
Pushin' hot Bugatti whips
Rockin' new designer fits
We can do it if you wit it
It's all about me and you
Doin' how we do
Tear the floor up up
Tell 'em to make room
If they wanna know
Tell 'em mind their own
But if they wanna look
We can give 'em a encore
Make it a
Freakshow freakshow
We can give 'em a
Peepshow, peepshow
Don't stop it let it flow
Let your inhibitions go
It's a crazy night
Let's make a make a freakshow
Me and my girls 'bout to get it on
Grab us a couple boys to go
Me and my girls 'bout to get it on
Grab us a couple boys to go
Lyrics submitted by rust3dxh3art
Freakshow Lyrics as written by Pontus Winnberg Christian Karlsson
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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