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.
Missing link encrusted in diamante
Polishing turds in the name of records
Call a turd a tune give me Keith Moon
Let the music play because if you speed
It up again I might kill you
It's the only way we'll get anything new today
And you remember this you played it first
Took it off and played something worse
Will I have to kill you where'd those drums come from
Grease proof paper hit by old scones and someone pays you
And the sick and the tired we are so sick and tired
Of familiar tunes I'll just have to kill you and I'm sick and tired
Of familiar tunes will I have to kill you *man*
They hate the music they play kill DJ's for fuck sake
Remember when you'd hear a song you sing it all day long
Every word had meaning to in one hundred years you'd
Still remember every word millennium fever is truly here
And give a hippy a gun he'd sample it a for a drum
But me I'd have to kill you
And the sick and the tired are so sick and tired
Of familiar tunes now I'll have to kill you and the sick and tired
Of the tunes I'll have to kill you and
They hate the music they play kill DJ's for fuck sake
You missing link encrusted in diamante
Polishing turds in the name of records
Call a turd a tune why not me Keith Moon
That's why I'll kill you and
Leave me alone and give me a tune for fuck sake
Polishing turds in the name of records
Call a turd a tune give me Keith Moon
Let the music play because if you speed
It up again I might kill you
It's the only way we'll get anything new today
And you remember this you played it first
Took it off and played something worse
Will I have to kill you where'd those drums come from
Grease proof paper hit by old scones and someone pays you
And the sick and the tired we are so sick and tired
Of familiar tunes I'll just have to kill you and I'm sick and tired
Of familiar tunes will I have to kill you *man*
They hate the music they play kill DJ's for fuck sake
Remember when you'd hear a song you sing it all day long
Every word had meaning to in one hundred years you'd
Still remember every word millennium fever is truly here
And give a hippy a gun he'd sample it a for a drum
But me I'd have to kill you
And the sick and the tired are so sick and tired
Of familiar tunes now I'll have to kill you and the sick and tired
Of the tunes I'll have to kill you and
They hate the music they play kill DJ's for fuck sake
You missing link encrusted in diamante
Polishing turds in the name of records
Call a turd a tune why not me Keith Moon
That's why I'll kill you and
Leave me alone and give me a tune for fuck sake
Lyrics submitted by skacore_dude
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