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.
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, she's sweet like a Georgia peach, wild as a honeysuckle
Under them jeans she's hidin' a little somethin' somethin'
She got it going on, she like her drink strong
Yeah, she's a hook line in a hit song
Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She got the beat that free's my soul like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Man, she hotter than a summer night, cooler than a Caddy
She got me fallin' faster than those autumn leaves
She puts the sugar sweet there in my sweet tea
She got me buzzin' like American honey bee
Can't get her out of my head, she like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She got the beat that free's my soul like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Like a honeysuckle, honey bee
Like Daisy Duke's and the General Lee
Like a Georgia peach, she tastes so sweet
Sweep a country boy right off his feet
Got me buzzed like a truck in mud
Like a bucket full of buds and suds
Really wanna know what it is, what it was
Just look at her, let me tell you 'cause
She's so fine like Carolina moonshine
Can't hold a lighted candle to her, nah
Baby, what she do is like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
Yeah, she got the beat to free's my soul like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
(Right) whoa, whoa, whoa
(Yeah, the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized) whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
(Man, she burning me up but it feels so right, come on) whoa, whoa, whoa
(Feels so right, come on, feels so right, come on, feels so right, come on)
(Feels so right, come on, feels so right, come on)
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, she's sweet like a Georgia peach, wild as a honeysuckle
Under them jeans she's hidin' a little somethin' somethin'
She got it going on, she like her drink strong
Yeah, she's a hook line in a hit song
Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She got the beat that free's my soul like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Man, she hotter than a summer night, cooler than a Caddy
She got me fallin' faster than those autumn leaves
She puts the sugar sweet there in my sweet tea
She got me buzzin' like American honey bee
Can't get her out of my head, she like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She got the beat that free's my soul like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Like a honeysuckle, honey bee
Like Daisy Duke's and the General Lee
Like a Georgia peach, she tastes so sweet
Sweep a country boy right off his feet
Got me buzzed like a truck in mud
Like a bucket full of buds and suds
Really wanna know what it is, what it was
Just look at her, let me tell you 'cause
She's so fine like Carolina moonshine
Can't hold a lighted candle to her, nah
Baby, what she do is like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
Yeah, she got the beat to free's my soul like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Like
Whoa, whoa, whoa
(Right) whoa, whoa, whoa
(Yeah, the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized) whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
(Man, she burning me up but it feels so right, come on) whoa, whoa, whoa
(Feels so right, come on, feels so right, come on, feels so right, come on)
(Feels so right, come on, feels so right, come on)
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