Sword mix 4
This song continues the theme of the angels protecting the girl from the teachers (see below if you're unfamiliar with this project). The angels decided to wield swords because they wanna be prepared to defend the girl in case the teachers turn into mean jerks again. They also figure the swords will be handy for cutting any energy cords that are still connecting the girl to the mean teachers. Yeah, if you've ever run across someone with bad energy, it can be good to take a look and see if there're any energy cords connecting you to them because you can be a thousand miles away but have them still influence you. That's why it's also handy to have guardian angels with swords.
And the girl, well, she thinks she's gone crazy cuz at this point, because she actually sees the angels with the swords. Like, she thinks she's hallucinating or something.
This song continues the theme of the angels protecting the girl from the teachers (see below if you're unfamiliar with this project). The angels decided to wield swords because they wanna be prepared to defend the girl in case the teachers turn into mean jerks again. They also figure the swords will be handy for cutting any energy cords that are still connecting the girl to the mean teachers. Yeah, if you've ever run across someone with bad energy, it can be good to take a look and see if there're any energy cords connecting you to them because you can be a thousand miles away but have them still influence you. That's why it's also handy to have guardian angels with swords.
And the girl, well, she thinks she's gone crazy cuz at this point, because she actually sees the angels with the swords. Like, she thinks she's hallucinating or something.
Weird why is there a sword
Here's last week's song, if you play it backwards.
The lyrics are:
Here's last week's song, if you play it backwards.
The lyrics are:
It got hairy
and scary for her and she thinks that she is unglued (with bad luck)
And the
ferry that carries the turd is to teach us yesterday’s mood (oh, God, fuck)
We’re the
angels and we think that it would be fine
To poke and
stoke the teachers when we see that they are unkind
And we’re
ready, yes, indeed, to tear down the walls
That make
the students bleed inside the prison that is these halls
Was it in my
eye? My mind is hazy/ Then I start to cry / did I go crazy?
I was
looking toward / I had a vision / angels with some swords / they’re on a
mission
Why is there
a sword? Why is there a sword?
They say
it’s a sword / it’s good for scoring / all those stupid cords / that make minds
boring
They say
they will cut / away the badness / makes my mind a rut / that’s filled with
sadness
Why is there
a sword? Why is there a sword?
It is the
biggest stupid-dumb mess / why did they make the girl wear a dress?
It is much
better when she has jeans / but they won’t let her, the teachers are mean
We will
fight the teachers now and cut all those cords
and then
we’ll drive our rusty beaters down to drop off our swords
And we’re
ready, yes, indeed, to tear down the walls
That make
the students bleed inside the prison that is these halls
They said
it’s alright/ cuz they will help me/ sing into the night / and watch all Hell
freeze
They say
you’ll be fine/ we’re here to save you/ in the nick of time/ from those that
hate you
Why is there
a sword? Why is there a sword?
One
day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later,
that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth
Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!!
That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then
I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song
about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and
recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy
psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event,
I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my
experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there
impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird,
inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my
unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of
stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl,
whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her. The angels
at some point decide that they have to protect the girl from those nasty
teachers and start to plot against them. But then they realize they don’t want
to actually harm the teachers, so they, instead, make the teachers’ brains into
nature brains ™, which are basically brains that hear communications coming
from nature spirits. The angels do this because they think it’ll give those
teachers more empathy, and will, in turn, be nice to the students. After the teachers receive those nature
brains, they go crazy because a mountain starts speaking to them, and the
numinosity of that experience is too much for them to handle.
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