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.
When she was just a girl she became a woman of the world
Soon there wasn't room enough for her
In between the bosoms of her family
She popped the cork, got on the Greyhound to New
York
Small-talked her way round just the sort
Of playboys' playground she'd once dreamed about
Maybe I love her, but I'm jealous of her
She's a woman of the world
She's a fake sure but she's a real fake
On the make making up for lost time
Just you wait hey, give the girl a break
And a fifty dollar bill will see to that
That ain't enough to feed the cat
Serve up the rats and super rats
Well they just get fatter while she fades away
Maybe I love her 'cause I'm jealous of her
She's a woman of the world
Maybe I hate her 'cause I didn't create her
It's human nature girl
Maybe I'll suffer just to be her lover
Just to be part of her world
Maybe I need her, because I want to be her
Baby can I be your girl?
Maybe I'll kill her, just trying to thrill her
If she don't kill me first
We're making eye-contact
Oh those hypnotic eyes attract such philanthropic flies
That's that, you cannot stop it so why the devil do you try?
Soon there wasn't room enough for her
In between the bosoms of her family
She popped the cork, got on the Greyhound to New
York
Small-talked her way round just the sort
Of playboys' playground she'd once dreamed about
Maybe I love her, but I'm jealous of her
She's a woman of the world
She's a fake sure but she's a real fake
On the make making up for lost time
Just you wait hey, give the girl a break
And a fifty dollar bill will see to that
That ain't enough to feed the cat
Serve up the rats and super rats
Well they just get fatter while she fades away
Maybe I love her 'cause I'm jealous of her
She's a woman of the world
Maybe I hate her 'cause I didn't create her
It's human nature girl
Maybe I'll suffer just to be her lover
Just to be part of her world
Maybe I need her, because I want to be her
Baby can I be your girl?
Maybe I'll kill her, just trying to thrill her
If she don't kill me first
We're making eye-contact
Oh those hypnotic eyes attract such philanthropic flies
That's that, you cannot stop it so why the devil do you try?
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excellent song