10000 Maniacs - Jubilee Lyrics






He fills the flower vases
Trims the candle bases
Takes small change from the poor box
Tyler has the key
He takes nail and hammer
To tack up the banner of felt scraps glued together reading,
"Jesus Lives in Me"
Alone in the night he mocks the words of the preacher:
"God is feeling your every pain"
Repair the Christmas stable
Restore the plaster angel
Her lips begin to crumble and her robes begin to peel
For Bible study in the church basement
Hear children Gospel citing Matthew 17:15
Alone in the night he mocks the arms of the preacher raised to the ceiling
"Tell God your pain"

To him the world's defiled
In Lot he sees a likeness there
He swears this Sodom will burn down.
Near Sacred Blood there's a dance hall
Where Tyler Glen saw a black girl and a white boy kissing shamelessly
Black hands on white shoulders
White hands on black shoulders
Dancing, and you know what's more
He's God's mad disciple,
A righteous title for the Word he heard
He so misunderstood
Though simple-minded, a crippled man, to know this man's to fear this man
To shake when he comes
Wasn't it God that let Puritans in Salem
Do what they did to the unfaithful?

Boys at the Jubilee
Slowly sink into brown-bag whiskey drinking
And reeling on their feet
Girls at the Jubilee
In low-cut dresses yield to the caresses and the man-handling
Black hands on white shoulders
White hands on black shoulders
Dancing, and you know what's more

Through the tall blades of grass he
Heads for the Jubilee
With a bucket in his right hand
Full of rags soaked in gasoline
He lifts the shingles in the dark and slips the rags there underneath
He strikes a matchstick on the box side and watches the rags ignite
He climbs the bell tower of the Sacred Blood to watch the flames
Rising higher toward the trees
Sirens wailing now toward the scene





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  1. O.... 7....

    [Verse:]
    He fills the flower vases
    Trims the candle bases
    Takes small change from the poor box
    Tyler has the key
    He takes nail and hammer
    To tack up the banner
    Of felt scraps glued together reading
    "Jesus lives in me"
    Alone in the night, he mocks
    The words of the preacher
    "God is feeling your every pain"
    Repair the Christmas stable
    Restore the plaster angel
    Her lips begin to crumble
    And her robes begin to peel
    For bible study
    In the church basement
    Hear children gospel citing
    Matthew 17:15
    Alone in the night, he mocks
    The arms of the preacher
    Raised to the ceiling
    "Tell God your pain."
    To him the world's defiled
    In lot, he sees a likeness there
    He swears
    This sodom will burn down
    Near sacred blood there's a dance hall
    Where Tyler Glen saw
    A black girl and a white boy
    Kissing shamelessly
    Black hands on white shoulders white hands on black shoulders dancing
    And you know what's more
    He's god's mad disciple
    A righteous title
    For the word he heard
    He so misunderstood
    Though simple-minded
    A crippled man
    To know this man is to fear this man
    To shake when he comes
    Wasn't it god that let puritans in Salem
    Do what they did to the unfaithful?
    Boys at the jubilee slowly sink into
    Brown bag whiskey drinking
    And reeling on their feet
    Girls at the jubilee
    In low-cut dresses
    Yield to the caresses
    And the man-handling
    Black hands on white shoulders
    White hands on black shoulders
    Dancing...And you know what's more
    Through the tall blades of grass
    He heads for the jubilee
    With a bucket in his right hand
    Full of rags soaked in gasoline
    He lifts the shingles in the dark
    And slips the rags there underneath
    He strikes a matchstick on the box side
    And watches the rags ignite
    He climbs the bell tower of the sacred blood
    To watch the flames rising higher toward the trees
    Sirens wailing now toward the scene

  2. I.... M....

    Is this song endorsing bigotry? "black hand on white shoulder, white hand on black shoulder dancing...and you know it's wrong. 😲😲😲

    I.... M....

    No, the exact opposite, the whole point of the song is that "Tyler" is a bigot and all around hateful man. A man who uses religion to justify his hatred and ultimately his violence.

    I.... M....

    Actually the lyrics is "and you know whats more"

    I.... M....

    @John Palmer ,

    I.... M....

    He's God's mad disciple ;
    a righteous title -
    For the Word he heard,
    He so misunderstood ...

  3. n.... m....

    beautiful

  4. L.... D....

    8th grade. Fucking awesome. Now.. Not then though.