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.
([Gerard]: Well, are you ready, Ray?
[Ray]: Yeah
[Gerard]: How about you, Frank?
[Frank]: Oh, I'm there, baby
[Gerard]: How about you, Mikey?
[Mikey]: Fuckin' ready
[Gerard]: Well, I think I'm alright)
1-2-3-4, oh
3-2-1 we came to fuck
Everybody party 'til the gasman comes
Sparkle like Bowie in the morning sun
And get a parking violation on La Brea 'til it's done
Hair back
Collar up
Jet black
So cool
Sing it like the kids that are mean to you
C'mon
When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon)
Play the game and take the band real far (c'mon)
Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon)
Pick a fight at an airport bar
The kids don't care if you're all right honey
Pills don't help but it sure is funny
Gimme gimme some of that vampire money come on
Oh you look like somebody I used to know
Well uh, 3-2-1 we got the bomb
Everybody hurry 'til the tax man comes
Glimmer like Bolan in the morning sun
And get your finger on the trigger
Tap the barrel of a gun
Hair back, motherfucker
Jet black
So cool
Sing it like the kids that are mean to you (c'mon)
When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon)
Play the game and take the band real far (c'mon)
Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon)
Pick a fight at an airport bar
The kids don't care if you're all right honey
Pills don't help but it sure is funny
Gimme gimme some of that vampire money come on
Uh, fuck yeah
That's right
1-2-3-4
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, 3-2-1 we came to fuck
Everybody party 'til the gasman comes
Sparkle like Bowie in the morning sun
And get a parking violation on La Brea 'til it's done
Hair back
Collar up
Jet black
So cool
Sing it like the kids that are mean to you (c'mon)
When you want to be a movie star (c'mon)
Play the game and take the band real far (c'mon)
Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon)
Pick a fight at an airport bar
The kids don't care if you're all right honey
Pills don't help but it sure is funny
Gimme gimme some of that vampire money come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
On, on, on, on
Hey, I'm talkin' here
This party is gettin' way too loud
We're gonna have to turn it down a little
Sorry
[Ray]: Yeah
[Gerard]: How about you, Frank?
[Frank]: Oh, I'm there, baby
[Gerard]: How about you, Mikey?
[Mikey]: Fuckin' ready
[Gerard]: Well, I think I'm alright)
1-2-3-4, oh
3-2-1 we came to fuck
Everybody party 'til the gasman comes
Sparkle like Bowie in the morning sun
And get a parking violation on La Brea 'til it's done
Hair back
Collar up
Jet black
So cool
Sing it like the kids that are mean to you
C'mon
When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon)
Play the game and take the band real far (c'mon)
Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon)
Pick a fight at an airport bar
The kids don't care if you're all right honey
Pills don't help but it sure is funny
Gimme gimme some of that vampire money come on
Oh you look like somebody I used to know
Well uh, 3-2-1 we got the bomb
Everybody hurry 'til the tax man comes
Glimmer like Bolan in the morning sun
And get your finger on the trigger
Tap the barrel of a gun
Hair back, motherfucker
Jet black
So cool
Sing it like the kids that are mean to you (c'mon)
When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon)
Play the game and take the band real far (c'mon)
Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon)
Pick a fight at an airport bar
The kids don't care if you're all right honey
Pills don't help but it sure is funny
Gimme gimme some of that vampire money come on
Uh, fuck yeah
That's right
1-2-3-4
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, 3-2-1 we came to fuck
Everybody party 'til the gasman comes
Sparkle like Bowie in the morning sun
And get a parking violation on La Brea 'til it's done
Hair back
Collar up
Jet black
So cool
Sing it like the kids that are mean to you (c'mon)
When you want to be a movie star (c'mon)
Play the game and take the band real far (c'mon)
Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon)
Pick a fight at an airport bar
The kids don't care if you're all right honey
Pills don't help but it sure is funny
Gimme gimme some of that vampire money come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
On, on, on, on
Hey, I'm talkin' here
This party is gettin' way too loud
We're gonna have to turn it down a little
Sorry
Lyrics submitted by Fayiirah, edited by SmashingDestiny, killjoyvillain
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I really enjoy the references to David Bowie and Marc Bolan, two 70s glam rockers who actually looked pretty cool in glitter. I think the song sort of takes the piss out of what vampires have become because of the Twilight books (the references to driving a Volvo, etc).
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