Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
I am no feeble Christ not me.
He hangs in glib delight upon his cross, above my body.
Christ forgive.
FORGIVE?
I vomit for you Jesu.
Shit forgive.
Down now from your cross.
Down now from your papal heights, from that churlish suicide, petulant child.
Down from those pious heights, royal flag bearer, goat, billy.
I vomit for you.
Forgive?
Shit he forgives.
He hangs in crucified delight nailed to the extend of his vision, his cross, his manhood, violence, guilt, sin.
He would nail my body upon his cross, suicide visionary, death reveller, rake, rapist, lifefucker,
Jesu, earthmover,
Christus, gravedigger, you dug the pits of Auschwitz, the soil of Treblinka is your guilt, your sin, master, master of gore, enigma.
You carry the standard of your oppression.
Enola is your gaiety.
The bodies of Hiroshima are your delight the nails are your only trinity, hold them in your corpsey gracelessness, the image I have had to suffer.
The cross is the virgin body of womenhood that you defile.
You nail yourself to your own sin.
Lamearse Jesus calls me sister there are no words for my contempt, every woman is a cross in is filthy theology, in his arrogant delight.
He turns his back upon me in his fear, he dare not face me.
Fearfucker.
Share nothing you Christ, sterile, impotent, fucklove prophet of death.
You are the ultimate pornography, in your cuntfear, cockfear, manfear, womanfear, unfair, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare.
JESUS DIED FOR IS OWN SINS, NOT MINE
He hangs in glib delight upon his cross, above my body.
Christ forgive.
FORGIVE?
I vomit for you Jesu.
Shit forgive.
Down now from your cross.
Down now from your papal heights, from that churlish suicide, petulant child.
Down from those pious heights, royal flag bearer, goat, billy.
I vomit for you.
Forgive?
Shit he forgives.
He hangs in crucified delight nailed to the extend of his vision, his cross, his manhood, violence, guilt, sin.
He would nail my body upon his cross, suicide visionary, death reveller, rake, rapist, lifefucker,
Jesu, earthmover,
Christus, gravedigger, you dug the pits of Auschwitz, the soil of Treblinka is your guilt, your sin, master, master of gore, enigma.
You carry the standard of your oppression.
Enola is your gaiety.
The bodies of Hiroshima are your delight the nails are your only trinity, hold them in your corpsey gracelessness, the image I have had to suffer.
The cross is the virgin body of womenhood that you defile.
You nail yourself to your own sin.
Lamearse Jesus calls me sister there are no words for my contempt, every woman is a cross in is filthy theology, in his arrogant delight.
He turns his back upon me in his fear, he dare not face me.
Fearfucker.
Share nothing you Christ, sterile, impotent, fucklove prophet of death.
You are the ultimate pornography, in your cuntfear, cockfear, manfear, womanfear, unfair, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare.
JESUS DIED FOR IS OWN SINS, NOT MINE
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...because anarchy has nothing to do with politics?
you're an idiot.
it's a very good song but i dun know why nobody interested this song.
fuckin a, kick ass song
I love this song! It's awesome. "Kick ass" is right!
This has to be one of the best lyric/poem pieces I have ever read. Fucking brilliant.
very powerful poem.. one of the best from Crass
These lyrics are just awesome. I sense a strong dislike of organized religion. and perhaps christinaity as a whole.
eve libertine truly is fucking masterful. nothing more needs to be said.
You knew this was originally taken away from the album -cencured by the pressing plant and replaced with "the sound of free speach", 2 minutes of nothing but the needle scraping against the wax...
Didn't he write the book five years later? Whatever.
no. he wrote the book before the band even started. this song actually inspired steve to write "so what" immediately after he read it. it talks about it in penny's audobiography.