holy mountain

Mystic Revelations and Socialist Upbringings on Holy Mountain
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Lyrics

Mama's a mystic and daddy's a disciple

Mama has a mystical inclination while daddy follows a religious teacher.

I met the Virgin Mary but I don't own a bible

The speaker encountered Virgin Mary despite not possessing a Bible.

I saw God at my Al-Anon

The speaker saw God at their Al-Anon meeting, a support group for families of alcoholics.

He said "I'd take you home, but you're too young"

God metaphorically implies the speaker is not ready to face the afterlife.

Brother was an other, so he went walkin'

The sibling was different and left, walking a great distance to find peace.

Forty thousand miles 'til the voices stopped talkin

The sibling sought solace from inner voices by traveling a vast distance.

He said he saw the devil in the streets

The sibling claims to have seen evil in everyday life, personifying it as "Jeff."

He said his name is Jeff and he likes to read

"Jeff" represents the mundane and ordinary, contrary to his given name.

My true love was born in Brooklyn town

The speaker's beloved was born in Brooklyn, implying shared hardship.

He suffered then and I suffer now

Both the beloved and the speaker have faced suffering, fostering understanding.

But at least we can get along

Despite suffering, there's harmony in their relationship, perhaps on a spiritual level.

Esoterically turned on

They share a deep connection on an esoteric level, beyond the ordinary.

Come one, come all, to laugh and wrawl on holy mountain

An invitation to join in revelry and conflict on a sacred mountain.

Where the space between our bodies form sacred canyons

Physical proximity between people creates spiritual sanctuaries.

No map, no master, can get you there

No guidance or authority figure can lead one there; it's a personal realization.

You'll know the spot when the light appears

Recognition of the spiritual destination through an inner illumination.

Come one, come all, to laugh and wrawl on holy mountain

Reiteration of the invitation to partake in revelry on the holy mountain.

In pigtails and a pink dress, my daughter climbed a tree

A personal anecdote about the speaker's daughter experiencing an accident while climbing.

An old branch snapped, it was a bloody scene

A graphic description of the daughter's injury from the accident.

She's got cuts up and down her arms

The daughter proudly associates her injuries with her mother, finding identity in them.

She smiled proud said "Now I look like mom"

An expression of the speaker's intention to raise their son with socialist values.

I'm raising my son to be a socialist

The son's initial words humorously reflect an anti-establishment sentiment.

Baby's first words were "Eat the rich"

The uncertainty about the son's future political leanings, potentially contrary to upbringing.

But who knows I could be getting it wrong

An encouragement to seek spiritual enlightenment through unconventional means.

He may end up a republican

A scene depicting leisure and indulgence, possibly in a rebellious manner.

Go fast in a cave, go find a burning Bush

A plea for guidance or direction after a perceived completion or ending.

Sunbathing in Texas, with a forty on the roof

The passing of time while awaiting an unknown event or resolution.

Father it's finished but what now

A repetition of the invitation to partake in revelry on the holy mountain.

The seconds still countdown

The anticipation of an impending event or outcome despite an apparent conclusion.

Come one, come all, to laugh and wrawl on holy mountain

Another call to join in revelry and conflict on the holy mountain.

Where the space between our bodies form sacred canyons

A restatement of the concept that closeness between individuals creates sacred spaces.

No map, no master, can get you there

Recognition that personal realization leads to the destination, not external guidance.

You'll know the spot when the light appears

A reaffirmation of recognizing the spiritual destination through inner realization.

Come one, come all, to laugh and wrawl on holy mountain

A repeated call to engage in revelry and conflict on the holy mountain.

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