Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson - Illness As Metaphor Lyrics

Broadway Musical Lyrics
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 the Musical Lyrics

SYNOPSIS
Populism Yea Yea
I'm Not That Guy
Illness As Metaphor
I'm So That Guy
Ten Little Indians
The Corrupt Bargain
Rock Star
The Great Compromise
Public Life
Crisis Averted
The Saddest Song
Second Nature
The Hunters Of Kentucky