Story Behind The Song

Existence and observation.

Song Description

A song about the different ways people find pleasure and escape from the torments of life. Most people, in some way or another, believe in an afterlife, in an intangible "other," and the song explores that as well, saying, in essence, that there are many paths to the same conclusion.

Lyrics

A Taste of the Divine - The Hell Roosters

Brother Jed's out front of the bar
Clean-shaved, white teeth, Hallelu
He screams that sin will eat you alive
That John 3:16 is true
If even one man wants to know the blood
Jed'll spend that night sleeping fine
He'll spend his life preachin' the word
For a taste of the Divine.

Chorus:
Ahhhh, people, all seeking the Father's Hand
Ahhhh, people, want to steal a piece of the Promised Land
Ahhhh, people, doing what they think they should
Ahhhh, that people's world is tough when there ain't no good

Inside the bar Holly takes the stage
Just look at her sequins shine
When her clothes come off she revels in
That little taste of the Divine
Jimmy watches Holly on that stage
In his world she's a holy shrine
As she twirls on the pole just for him
He feels a taste of the Divine

A stranger taps you on the arm and says
That women are a waste of time
Once his white powder hits your nose
You'll get a taste of the Divine
The gambler slams his flush on the table
His cheers smell like cheap wine
He can finally buy that house on the hill
His little taste of the Divine

Linda jams her knife into Billy's throat
Got his hands held fast with twine
As she watches the life leave his adultrous eyes
She feels a taste of the Divine
Upstairs in the maternity ward
Sam shrinks from his first dose of light
His mother looks into his squinting eyes
Gets a taste of the Divine