This song isn’t about our lord and saviour Jesus Christ. You know when you hear or witness something incredibly dumb and over the top and you just roll your eyes and say “Jesus…” to yourself? I believe that’s what this song’s title is going for. Here, the statement reflects the narrator’s frustration with the poor music taste of the crowd and the people performing in front of them.

Throughout the track vocalist Gunnar Bergmann Ragnarsson constantly throws shade at those around him, calling the crowd “kitsch-ass motherfuckers” with “low IQs” who are destined for desk jobs and nothing more. He’s clearly having a miserable time. The music on the other hand is driven by these sleek guitars and a bouncy keyboard melody that doesn’t make things seem so dire. There’s a hip-hop like quality to the rhythm too, dominated by a hefty bass drum and some sampling in the small instrumental break before the bridge.

This track got some frequent play on MTV2 in the UK back in the day. I either always changed the channel when it came on, or it would be finishing when I changed to MTV2 to see what was going on. I didn’t give it a chance that much. That all changed when I actually got the band’s album. That was ten years ago, my god. One of my favourites by the band from the small selection of songs they made.