I was Ahab's first mate
Long before 'ol Ishmael
I was lying in that belly of a whale
For years before and after Jonas tale
I was Christ's first born son
My mother Mary named me Dharma
I was there when Jerusalem fell
and I was Virgil's guide in Dante's Hell
Ophelia don't you judge me from what you see
Ophelia don't you judge me
I hauled stoned for the pharaohs tumb
I fought sharks with the Indy doomed
Got my revenge back in '86
With Mundus and Braddick killing a
Monster on the Cricket
I sung songs with the Chicago 8 and
We were still singing when the bomb blew
I was there in the square free but helpless
As I watch the hangman tie each noose
Ophelia don't you judge me from what you see
Ophelia don't you judge me
I've been a pauper
I've been a general's son
I've been a slave picking cotton
I've bled the hate and caressed the love
But it's all just for nothing if for you it's not enough
Ophelia don't you judge me from what you see
Ophelia don't you judge me
A collaborative effort between the Connecticut drone duo and the Philadelphia-based songwriter, steeped in the ritualistic avant-garde. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2022