Blasphemy from Antichrist Complex by Joe Baughman + The Righteous Few
Tracklist
| 11. | Blasphemy | 4:50 |
Lyrics
Breeze hits me like a hot breath
Through the stains of my ivories
Feeling medicated
Like a cancer patient’s hope for recovery
Iron sharpens skin
Letting foreign bodies in
Guard my soul with tiny sheets of skin
Oh man, I feel like machinery
Spinning like a cog
Til I burn my body in the refinery
It’s hot as hell
But the sun is fading out of my memory
All the lights that shine
All the god forsaken time
Are as natural as the air I breathe
Oh God, this must be blasphemy
All the rich kids
With their dolled-up mistresses
Will blast into the great unknown
While we get down at home
Credits
Electric piano, organ, synth, vocals - Joe Baughman
Drums - Michael Baughman
Bass - Martin Ufkin
Electric guitar - Sam Lima
Sax - Michael Cunningham
Trumpet - Hudson Branch
License
All rights reserved.
JB+RF is a variety show folk rock ensemble of musician-friends led by singer-songwriter and filmmaker Joe Baughman. Equally influenced by the sacred and profane, JB+RF's music takes color from daily Middle American existence, personal sadsackery, religious imagery and deconstructionism, and Joe's experience as a freelance artist.