Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson musical - Illness As Metaphor Lyrics

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Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson - Illness As Metaphor Lyrics


Oh, Andrew Jackson
Oh, Andrew Jackson
Oh, Andrew Jackson
Oh, Andrew Jackson
Oh, Andrew Jackson
Oh, Andrew Jackson
Oh, Andrew Jackson
Oooo

JACKSON:
I think you might be the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

RACHEL:
My name is Rachel.

A wise woman once wrote
That illness is not metaphor
Than why do I feel sick when I look at you?

JACKSON:
There is this illness in the end I need
To get it out
So when I bleed.

ENSEMBLE:
It's not blood
It's a metaphor for love
These aren't veins
Just the beating of my heart
This fever isn't real
It represents how I feel
My pain transformed into art

JACKSON:
If you feel like you might throw up
Well that's a metaphor for how I feel
When I dream of you.

JACKSON AND RACHEL:
Bathed in your metaphorical blood.

RACHEL:
And when the doctor says you're gonna make it
I tell him why I'm able to take

ENSEMBLE:
It's not blood
It's a metaphor for love
These aren't veins
Just the beating of my heart
This fever isn't real
It represents how I feel
My pain transformed into art
My pain transformed into art

But Susan Sontag's dead
So I guess her cancer wasn't metaphorical after all.
Sorry.

Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson Musical - Illness As Metaphor


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