This song was intended for the original album but the
technology prevented it. Some years
later I encountered this song. It was
reworked into Two Fingers on the Warchild album. I think it would be a disservice to the work
to not comment on it here. Keep in mind
that I was in a much different place mentally when Warchild came out in 1975
and when I heard this song live for the first time.
I love the imagery of the offering plate being a chamber
pot. Again Ian Anderson fits a very
honest message into the song without being preachy or snarky. The key for me is when he talks about
election. Most people do not realize
that he is speaking of one of the vast arguments of faith.
Some believe that we are chosen (elected) by God to be
perfected by God. If we pretend
perfection and do not realize how far we have to go to be like Christ then we
are dishonest. If we pretend that we are
perfect we will not crucify the flesh as we are required.
If we are not going to accept God over the institutes of the
church then we should be sure that we make a good deal with the church. Remember that the Christian church is guilty
of selling salvation in many ways.
Faith, however, cannot be bought.
If we are going to buy into the systems of religion we had
best do so in a way that leaves us a good name with them. If we are going to truly follow Christ we had
best adopt some humility and realize the depth of our failure to be what God
wishes us to be as his followers.
By the time I heard this song I was already on a path that
included Christ and following him. I
still had much to learn about what that meant but God was slowly healing my
mind and heart.
Lick Your Fingers Clean –
Ian Anderson
I'll see you at the
weighing in
When your life's
sum-total's made.
And you set your
wealth in godly deeds
Against the sins
you've laid.
So you place your
final burden
On your hard-pressed
next of kin:
Send the chamber pot
back down the line
To be filled up again.
Take your mind off
your election
And try to get it
straight.
And don't pretend
perfection ---
You'll be crucified
too late.
And he'll say you
really should make the deal
As he offers round the
hat.
Well, you'd better
lick your fingers clean; I thank you all for that.
And as you join the
good ship earth
And you mingle with
the dust
Be sure to leave your
underpants
With someone you can
trust.
And the hard-headed
social worker who bathes his hands in blood
Will welcome you with
arms held high
And cover you with
mud.
And he'll say you really
should make the deal
As he offers round the
hat.
Well, you'd better
lick your fingers clean, I thank you all for that.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store."
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