This week in Pig Heart Lover, it’s “Killing Machine,” our musical reboot of the story of Samson and Delilah. It’s clear that a fresh interpretation of everyone’s favorite judge has been long overdue, and we live to deliver. In any case, our collision with Samson was overdetermined, if not actually preformed. For which Biblical hero was more of a pig heart lover than our man of the sun? So we join Severin von Kusiemski in singing his praises. Click on the link in the song title for a listen.
Once upon a very olden time
In a land ruled by philistines
A fearsome angel of the Lord
Appeared in an old man’s yard
To tell the man that he would bear
A son whose strength lay in his hair
“And Samson’s the name
He’ll be a killing machine
And he’ll put to shame
Those goddamn philistines
Those goddamn philistines
Those goddamn philistines”
So Samson grew into a man
Killing anything that came to hand
And then one morning he did see
A daughter of the enemy
And even if she’d have him dead
He’d still have her in his bed
“Oh Samson’s the name
I am a killing machine
And if you are game
You can take your shot at me
You can take your shot at me
You can take your shot at me”
Her name was Delilah
Her name was Delilah
Her name was Delilah
Her name was Delilah
She pressed him daily to impart
So he came to tell her all his heart
Then as he slept she shaved him clean
And delivered him to the philistines
Who forthwith plucked out both his eyes
And drowned his screams in joyful cries
“Oh Samson’s the name
He was a killing machine
But now he’s a shame
And the sport of the philistines
He’s the sport of the philistines
He’s the sport of the philistines”
Her name was Delilah
Her name was Delilah
Her name was Delilah
Her name was Delilah
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