Jubilee
๐ต 1807 characters
โฑ๏ธ 6:08 duration
๐ ID: 301491
๐ 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
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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.37] He fills the flower vases
[00:20.09] Trims the candle bases
[00:22.69] Takes small change from the poor box
[00:26.93] Tyler has the key
[00:33.52] He takes nail and hammer
[00:37.90] To tack up the banner of felt scraps glued together reading
[00:45.01] "Jesus Lives in Me"
[00:51.71] Alone in the night he mocks the words of the preacher:
[00:58.81] "God is feeling your every pain"
[01:08.32] Repair the Christmas stable
[01:12.28] Restore the plaster angel
[01:15.48] Her lips begin to crumble and her robes begin to peel
[01:27.85] For Bible study in the church basement
[01:33.81] Hear children Gospel citing Matthew 17:15
[01:43.30] Alone in the night he mocks the arms of the preacher raised to the ceiling
[01:54.41] "Tell God your pain"
[02:00.32] To him the world's defiled
[02:03.89] In Lot he sees a likeness there
[02:08.94] He swears this Sodom will burn down
[02:17.86] Near Sacred Blood there's a dance hall
[02:21.97] Where Tyler Glen saw a black girl and a white boy kissing shamelessly
[02:34.66] Black hands on white shoulders
[02:38.53] White hands on black shoulders
[02:41.98] Dancing, and you know what's more
[02:50.88] He's God's mad disciple
[02:55.17] A righteous title for the Word he heard
[03:01.41] He so misunderstood
[03:09.42] Though simple-minded, a crippled man
[03:15.23] To know this man's to fear this man
[03:19.60] To shake when he comes
[03:25.00] Wasn't it God that let Puritans in Salem
[03:33.04] Do what they did to the unfaithful?
[04:00.12] Boys at the Jubilee
[04:04.07] Slowly sink into brown-bag whiskey drinking
[04:10.83] And reeling on their feet
[04:17.51] Girls at the Jubilee
[04:21.47] In low-cut dresses yield to the caresses and the man-handling
[04:35.04] Black hands on white shoulders
[04:38.56] White hands on black shoulders
[04:42.08] Dancing, and you know what's more
[05:00.29] Through the tall blades of grass he
[05:04.47] Heads for the Jubilee
[05:07.67] With a bucket in his right hand
[05:11.23] Full of rags soaked in gasoline
[05:14.79] He lifts the shingles in the dark and slips the rags there underneath
[05:21.76] He strikes a matchstick on the box side and watches the rags ignite
[05:29.03] He climbs the bell tower of the Sacred Blood to watch the flames
[05:35.68] Rising higher toward the trees
[05:44.08] Sirens wailing now toward the scene
[06:07.31]
[00:20.09] Trims the candle bases
[00:22.69] Takes small change from the poor box
[00:26.93] Tyler has the key
[00:33.52] He takes nail and hammer
[00:37.90] To tack up the banner of felt scraps glued together reading
[00:45.01] "Jesus Lives in Me"
[00:51.71] Alone in the night he mocks the words of the preacher:
[00:58.81] "God is feeling your every pain"
[01:08.32] Repair the Christmas stable
[01:12.28] Restore the plaster angel
[01:15.48] Her lips begin to crumble and her robes begin to peel
[01:27.85] For Bible study in the church basement
[01:33.81] Hear children Gospel citing Matthew 17:15
[01:43.30] Alone in the night he mocks the arms of the preacher raised to the ceiling
[01:54.41] "Tell God your pain"
[02:00.32] To him the world's defiled
[02:03.89] In Lot he sees a likeness there
[02:08.94] He swears this Sodom will burn down
[02:17.86] Near Sacred Blood there's a dance hall
[02:21.97] Where Tyler Glen saw a black girl and a white boy kissing shamelessly
[02:34.66] Black hands on white shoulders
[02:38.53] White hands on black shoulders
[02:41.98] Dancing, and you know what's more
[02:50.88] He's God's mad disciple
[02:55.17] A righteous title for the Word he heard
[03:01.41] He so misunderstood
[03:09.42] Though simple-minded, a crippled man
[03:15.23] To know this man's to fear this man
[03:19.60] To shake when he comes
[03:25.00] Wasn't it God that let Puritans in Salem
[03:33.04] Do what they did to the unfaithful?
[04:00.12] Boys at the Jubilee
[04:04.07] Slowly sink into brown-bag whiskey drinking
[04:10.83] And reeling on their feet
[04:17.51] Girls at the Jubilee
[04:21.47] In low-cut dresses yield to the caresses and the man-handling
[04:35.04] Black hands on white shoulders
[04:38.56] White hands on black shoulders
[04:42.08] Dancing, and you know what's more
[05:00.29] Through the tall blades of grass he
[05:04.47] Heads for the Jubilee
[05:07.67] With a bucket in his right hand
[05:11.23] Full of rags soaked in gasoline
[05:14.79] He lifts the shingles in the dark and slips the rags there underneath
[05:21.76] He strikes a matchstick on the box side and watches the rags ignite
[05:29.03] He climbs the bell tower of the Sacred Blood to watch the flames
[05:35.68] Rising higher toward the trees
[05:44.08] Sirens wailing now toward the scene
[06:07.31]