My niece and nephew tell me that for the younger set, Lady Gaga’s ‘Judas’ is the song to play. I’m still obsessed with ‘How Bad Do you Want Me?’ but I’m always here for a ‘Judas’ breakdown. It also fits in well with the Judas tree currently in bloom in our front yard.
The tree gets its common name form the flowers that bloom straight from the bark, as if the branches are covered in blood, like the tree Judas hung from – no one ever said gardening lore wasn’t dark and disturbing.
I couldn’t love a man so purelyEven prophets forgave his goofy wayI’ve learned love is like a brick, you canBuild a house or sink a dead body
In the most Biblical sense, I am beyond repentanceFame hooker, prostitute, wench vomits her mindBut in the cultural sense, I just speak in future tenseJudas, kiss me if offensed, or wear ear condom next time
Are these the actual lyrics? Because I do hope they are – it’s too crazed and too good in the most awful way to be anything but true. Behold the bloom of the Judas tree.
Just be a holy fool.
