25 May 2007

it shined so bright that i couldn't help believin' it would save me





I was lazy and running short of time the other day when i originally made this post, so I didn't include any text/explanation. There's really not much to say. The jesus clock is hanging above the bathroom in the house I'm now living in. There's a color wheel behind jesus's cross, so when you turn it on it lights up like an Alabama juke joint. The waterfall at the bottom is just a bonus. I like to sit on my commode late at night and let the light spin my troubles away.

As I write this, I'm thinking of the Tom Waits song "Chocolate Jesus," which makes me think of the recent controversy over Cosimo Cavallaro's 200 pound, anatomically correct Jesus sculpture entitled "My Sweet Lord" that was going to be displayed at Manhattan's Lab gallery until religious organizations complained and had the show cancelled. I'm not sure where I'm going with this; I don't really have strong feelings about it one way or the other. I do like the Waits song, though--here are the lyrics.

Don't go to church on Sunday
Don't get on my knees to pray
Don't memorize the books of the Bible
I got my own special way
But I know Jesus loves me
Maybe just a little bit more

I fall on my knees every Sunday
At Zerelda Lee's candy store

Well it's got to be a chocolate jesus
Make me feel good inside
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Keep me satisfied

Well I don't want no abba zabba
Dont want no almond joy
There aint nothing better
Suitable for this green eyed boy
Well its the only thing
That can pick me up
Better than a cup of gold
See only a chocolate jesus
Can satisfy my soul

(solo)
When the weather gets rough
And its (?) in the shade
Its best to wrap your savior
Up in cellophane
He flows like the big muddy
But thats ok
Pour him over ice cream
For a nice parfait

Well its got to be a chocolate jesus
Good enough for me
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Good enough for me

Well its got to be a chocolate jesus
Make me feel good inside
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Keep me satisfied

1 comment:

Karen said...

I approve of the addition, particular the random reference to Cavallaro's sculpture. I had a bizarre conversation with my very conservative mother about what it would be like to eat a chocolate Jesus penis when it was in the news. Would you eat it, Mark?