Thursday, June 15, 2006

Bono is the Antichrist

Well, not really (okay, maybe). I listened to the Rolling Stone interview podcast with him while working today and found out that "Until the End of the World" - one of my favorite U2 songs - is about Judas and Jesus, from the former's POV.

Haven't seen you in quite a while
I was down the hold just passing time
Last time we met was a low-lit room
We were as close together as a bride and groom
We ate the food, we drank the wine
Everybody having a good time
Except you
You were talking about the end of the world

I took the money
I spiked your drink
You miss too much these days if you stop to think
You lead me on with those innocent eyes
You know I love the element of surprise
In the garden I was playing the tart
I kissed your lips and broke your heart
You were acting like it was the end of the world


In my dream I was drowning my sorrows
But my sorrows, they learned to swim
Surrounding me
Going down on me
Spilling over the brim
Waves of regret and waves of joy
I reached out for the one I tried to destroy
You said you'd wait
Till the end of the world

It's all so clear now. And here I thought it was just about a couple, one a bit devious and one a bit dour. Of course, I could've just gone here (a nice place to surf) and found this nugget out long ago.


Law Fairy said...

That makes it sounds like Judas had a crush on Jesus gone very, very wrong. Maybe he was spurned and that's what set off the largest religious movement in history.

That just seems so wrong...

jasdye said...


you just found that out?


you're thinking Jesus Christ Superstar.

Micah said...

law fairy - Maybe that't the real Da Vinci Code.

jasdye - I'm a bit slow.

jasdye said...


um... WTF??

please don't take any credence in a supposed 'gospel' that was written 150 years after Jesus died by a supposed disciple of his. much less a very Jewish follower of his that sounds suspiciously Greek in his supposed writing.

sorry. had to throw up in my mouth.

jasdye said...

so much easier when it doesn't have to leave the mouth. throwing up's like potato chips: once you pop, you can't stop.

sorry, i'm really visceral when it comes to really bad scholarship on the life of Jesus. nothing personal.

gotta run to the men's room...