Lyrics from Tool songs.

Now, as of recently (The past 8 months or so), I have been listening to a band called Tool, a magnificent band that sings about such things as human nature, drugs, anger, depression, transcendence, and a distaste for California. I shall be listing lyrics from songs, along with putting videos to those songs into spoiler tags in case anyone wants to listen to them.

We'll start with Right in Two, which is from their 10,000 Days album from 2006. This song is a view at human nature from the perspective of angels.

"Angels on the sideline,
Puzzled and amused.
Why did Father give these humans free will?
Now they're all confused.

Don't these talking monkeys know that
Eden has enough to go around?
Plenty in this holy garden, silly monkeys,
Where there's one you're bound to divide it.
Right in two.

Angels on the sideline,
Baffled and confused.
Father blessed them all with reason.
And this is what they choose.
And this is what they choose...

Monkey killing monkey killing monkey
Over pieces of the ground.
Silly monkeys give them thumbs,
They forge a blade,
And where there's one
they're bound to divide it,
Right in two.
Right in two.

Monkey killing monkey killing monkey.
Over pieces of the ground.
Silly monkeys give them thumbs.
They make a club.
And beat their brother, down.
How they survive so misguided is a mystery.

Repugnant is a creature who would squander the ability to lift an eye to heaven conscious of his fleeting time here.

Cut and divide it all right in two
Cut and divide it all right in two
Cut and divide it all right in two
Cut and divide it all right in two

Fight over the clouds, over wind, over sky
Fight over life, over blood, over prayer,
overhead and light
Fight over love, over sun,
over another, Fight...

Angels on the sideline again.
Benched along with patience and reason.
Angels on the sideline again
Wondering when this tug of war will end.

Cut and divide it all right in two
Cut and divide it all right in two
Cut and divide it all right in two
RIGHT IN TWO!

Right in two..."

Spoiler:

Our next song is Intolerance from their Undertow album. A song about trust and how no one in the world is innocent.

"I don't wanna' be hostile.
I don't wanna' be dismal.
And I don't wanna' rot in an apathetic existence.
See I wanna' believe you,
And I wanted to trust you,
And I wanna' have faith to put away the dagger.

But you lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
And yet I tolerate you?

But you lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
How can I tolerate you?

Veil of virtue hung to hide your method
While I smile and laugh and dance and sing your praise and glory.
Shroud of virtue hung to mask your stigma as I smile and laugh and dance
and sing your glory,

while you lie, cheat, and steal.
you lie, cheat, and steal.
you lie, cheat, and steal.
How can I tolerate you?

Our guilt, our blame, I've been far too sympathetic.
Our blood, our fault, I've been far too sympathetic.

I am not innocent.
I am not innocent
You are not innocent.
No one is innocent.

You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
You lie, cheat, and steal.
How can I tolerate you?

I will not tolerate you.
I will go down beside you
I must go down beside you
No one is innocent."

Spoiler:

Today's song is going to be Hush from their first EP, Opiate. A song about Freedom of Speech in one of its more extreme forms.

"Fuck you!

I can't say what I want to,
even if I'm not serious.
I can't say what I want to,
even if I'm not serious.
Things like....
Fuck yourself, fuck Yourself,
you piece of shit, why don't you just go, kill yourself!
I said,
I can't say what I want to, even if I'm not serious.
I can't say what I want to, even if I'm just kidding!

People tell me what to say,
what to think, and what to play.
I said, people tell me what to say,
what to think, and what to play.
Things like.... Fuck yourself
fuck Yourself,
you piece of shit, why don't you just go kill yourself?
I said, I can't say what I want to, even if I'm not serious.
I can't say what I want to, even if, I'm just kidding.

Fuck yourself,
Fuck yourself,
you piece of shit,
why don't you go fuck yourself?

People tell me what to say,
what to think, and what to play.
I said, people tell me what to say,
what to think, and what to play!

Just Kidding.
Just kidding.
I'm just kidding."

Spoiler:

Today, we shall be listening/reading The Grudge from Tool's Lateralus album. This song is about letting go of anything that is paining you, although it focuses on the destructive tendencies of grudges.

"Wear the grudge like a crown
Of negativity
Calculate what you will
Will not tolerate
Desperate to control
All and everything
Unable to forgive
Your scarlet letterman

Clutch it like a cornerstone
Otherwise it all comes down
Justify denials and
Grip 'em to the lonesome end

Clutch it like a cornerstone
Otherwise it all comes down
Terrified of being wrong
Ultimatum prison cell

Saturn ascends
Choose one or ten
Hang on or be
Humbled again
Humbled again

Clutch it like a cornerstone
Otherwise it all comes down
Justify denials and
Grip 'em to the lonesome end

Saturn ascends
Comes 'round again
Saturn ascends
The one, the ten
Ignorant to
The damage done

Wear the grudge like a crown
Of negativity
Calculate what you will
Will not tolerate
Desperate to control
All and everything
Unable to forgive
Your scarlet letterman

Wear the grudge like a crown
Desperate to control
Unable to forgive
And sinking deeper

Defining
Confining
Sinking deeper

Controlling
Defining
And we're sinking deeper

Saturn comes back around
To show you everything
Lets you choose what you will
Will not see and then
Drags you down like a stone
Or lifts you up again
Spits you out like a child
Light and innocent

Saturn comes back around
Lifts you up like a child
Or drags you down like a stone
To consume you 'til you
Choose to
Let this go
Choose to
Let this go

Give away the stone
Let the ocean take and transmutate
This cold and fated anchor
Give away the stone
Let the waters kiss and transmutate
These leaden grudges into gold
(gold... gold... gold... gold... gold...
gold... gold... gold... gold...)

Let go

Let go (x32)"

Spoiler:

Today, we have a special song for you. It's called Die Eier Von Satan from their Aenima album. The song is entirely in German and sounds extremely intimidating, but if you speak/read/understand the German language, you will hear/see that it is a recipe for Turkish hash brownies.


Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker
Ein Viertel Teeloffel Salz
Eine Messerspitze turkisches Haschisch
Ein halbes Pfund Butter
Ein Teeloffel Vanillenzucker
Ein halbes Pfund Mehl
Einhundertfunfzig Gramm gemahlene Nusse
Ein wenig extra Staubzucker
... und keine Eier

In eine Schussel geben
Butter einruhren
Gemahlene Nusse zugeben und
Den Teig verkneten

Augenballgro?e Stucke vom Teig formen
Im Staubzucker walzen und
Sagt die Zauberworter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim

Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und
Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und
KEINE EIER

Bei zweihundert Grad fur funfzehn Minuten backen und
Keine Eier ..

Spoiler:

Today we shall be listening to Wings for Marie (Part 1) and 10,000 Days (Wings Part 2) from their album 10,000 Days. This song is dedicated to Maynard James Keenan's (The band's singer) mother, who died when he was much younger.

"You...
You believed ...
You believed in movements none could see.
You believed in me

A passionate spirit
Uncompromised
Boundless and open
A light in your eyes
Then immobilized.

Broken
Fell at the hands of those movements that I wouldn't see
Yet it was you who prayed for me.
So what have I done
To be a son to an angel?
What have I done
To be worthy?

Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents
Difficult to see you in this light
Please forgive this selfish question, but
What am I to say to all these ghouls tonight?
"She never told a lie,
... well might have told a lie,
But never lived one.
Didn't have a life,
Didn't have a life,
But surely saved one."
See? I'm alright
Now it's time for us to let you go.

Listen to the tales and romanticize,
How we'd follow the path of the hero.
Boast about the day when the rivers overrun.
How we rise to the height of our halo.

Listen to the tales as we all rationalize
Our way into the arms of the savior,
Feigning all the trials and the tribulations;
None of us have actually been there.
Not like you.

Ignorant siblings in the congregation
Gather around spewing sympathy,
Spare me.
None of them can even hold a candle up to you.
Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see.

But, enough about the collective Judas.
Who could deny you were the one who
Illuminated your little piece of the divine?

And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me;
I'm gonna let it shine to guide you safely on your way,
Your way home ...

Oh, what are they going to do when the lights go down
Without you to guide them all to Zion?
What are they going to do when the rivers overrun
Other than tremble incessantly?

High is the way, but all eyes are upon the ground.
You were the light and the way they'll only read about.
I only pray, Heaven knows when to lift you out.
Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough;
You're going home.

You're the only one who can hold your head up high,
Shake your fists at the gates saying:
"I've come home now!
Fetch me the spirit, the son, and the father.
Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended.
It's time now!
My time now!
Give me my, give me my wings!"

You are the light and way that they will only read about.
Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance,
(With the) burden of proof tossed upon the believers.
You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence,
Judith Marie, unconditional one.

Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents.
Difficult to see you in this light.
Please forgive this bold suggestion, but
Should you see your Maker's face tonight,
Look Him in the eye, look Him in the eye, and tell Him:
'I never lived a lie, never took a life, but surely saved one.
Hallelujah, it's time for you to bring me home.'"

Spoiler:

Today, I think I'll give you fine folks the song Prison Sex, which is about rape, plain and simple. It's the second track on their Undertow album. WARNING: May make some of you uncomfortable, in which case, I am sorry.

"It took so long to remember just what happened.
I was so young and vestal then,
you know it hurt me,
but I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive
even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
I've got my hands bound,
my head down , my eyes closed,
and my throat wide open.

Do unto others what has been done to you

I'm treading water,
I need to sleep a while.
My lamb and martyre, you look so precious.
Won't you come a bit closer,
close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this,
I can't stand to burn too long.
Released inside of me.
For one sweet moment I am whole.

Do unto me now what has been done to me, and
Do unto you now what has been done to me.

You're breathing so I guess you're still alive
even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
Won't you come just a bit closer,
close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this.
I need this to make me whole.
There's release in this sodomy.
For I am your witness that
blood and flesh can be trusted.
And only this one holy medium brings me piece of mind.

Got your hands bound, your head down,
your eyes closed.
You look so precious now.

I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this
shit, blood, and cum on my hands.

I've come round full circle.
My lamb and martyr, this will be over soon.
You look so precious.
You look so precious.
You look so precious.
You look so precious, now.
You look so precious."

Spoiler:

Today's song is Jerk-Off from their Opiate EP. The song is pretty self-explanatory. Read it and you'll understand.

"(Spoken) Used to be a bunch of assholes that lived in this part of the building here,
but we systematically removed them like you would any kind of termite or roach.(/spoken)

Someone told me once
that there's a right and wrong,
punishment would come to those
who dare to cross the line.

But it must not be true
for jerk-offs just like you.
Maybe it takes longer to catch a total asshole.
but I'm tired of waiting.

Someone told me once
that there's a right and wrong,
punishment would come to those
who dare to cross the line.

But it must not be true
for jerk-offs just like you.

Maybe it's just bullshit and I should play GOD,
and shoot you myself.
Because I'm tired of waiting.

Consequences dictate
our course of action
and it doesn't matter what's right.
It's only wrong if you get caught.
If consequences dictate
my course of action
I should play GOD
and shoot you myself.
I'm very tired of waiting.

I should
kick you,
beat you,
fuck you,
and then shoot you in your fucking head."

Spoiler:

Next up, from their Lateralus album, we have their "supersong", made up of three songs, Disposition, Reflection, and Triad. This is one of their songs I don't often listen to, due to it being 24 minutes long when tied together, so I can't accurately tell you guys a deeper meaning for the song.

"Mention this to me
Mention this to me

Watch the weather change
Watch the weather change
Watch the weather change
Watch the weather change

Mention this to me
Mention something
Mention anything
Mention this to me

Watch the weather change
Watch the weather change
Watch the weather change
Watch the weather change

Watch the weather change
Watch the weather change

Mention this to me
And mention something
Mention anything
Mention this to me

Watch the weather
Watch the weather change
Watch the weather change
Watch the weather

I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole,
Defeated, I concede and
Move closer
I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness
How pitiful

It's calling me...

And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret - my confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me

Its source is bright and endless
She resuscitates the hopeless
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting

And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't wanna be down here soothing my narcissism.
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.

So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical,
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable.
Just let the light touch you
And let the words spill through
And let them pass right through
Bringing out our hope and reason ...
before we pine away."

Spoiler:

Almost forgot about this, although I doubt anyone's paying attention.

Today's song is from Aenima again, this one called Eulogy. It can be seen as talking to 3 different people, either Jesus, L. Ron Hubbard, or Bill Hicks, as a critical farewell to any of them.

"He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.
I'll miss him.

He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.
I'll miss him.
We're gonna miss him
We're gonna miss him

So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry here
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him.
We'll miss him.

Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him.
We'll miss him.
We're gonna miss him.
We're gonna miss him.

No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.

But it was so loud.
And you sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And it was so loud.

You could be the one who saves me from my own existence.

Warn while some child might chill, nine-one-two.

I'm too smart when you're invisible by the bone symbol on you. So he bashes his skull through the window while looking out to the sea. Like torment of my ego. And we're amused by this.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade 'cause I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, and
Someone who would die for me.

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin lie.

Don't you step out of line.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you fuckin' lie.

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own
eulogy?

He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.
He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.

Jump down.
Get off your fucking cross.
We need the fucking space,
to nail the next fool martyr.

To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified,
For our sins and our lies!
Good-bye!!!"

Spoiler:

Our next song, jumping back to 10,000 Days, is going to be The Pot. It is a take on hypocrisy, specifically in kangaroo courts. It is also the main singer, Maynard James Keenan, calling out the singer of Incubus, Brandon Boyd, for Incubus's song Megalomaniac, which was pretty much Brandon telling Maynard that he's a narcissist.

"Who are you to wave your finger?
Ya' must have been out your head.
Eye hole deep in muddy waters.
You practically raised the dead.

Rob the grave, to snow the cradle.
Then burn the evidence down.
Soapbox, house of cards, and glass,
So don't go tossin' your stones around.

You must have been high.
You must have been high.
You must have been.

Foot in mouth, and head up asshole.
Whatcha talkin' 'bout?
Difficult to dance 'round this one
'til you pull it out, boy!

You must have been, so high.
You must have been, so high.

Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference.
kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent.

Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your...EYE!

When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must have been HIGH, HIGH
You must have been HIGH, HIGH

Who are you to wave your finger?
So full of it.
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Fuckin' hypocrite.

Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me.
What's the difference?

kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent.

NOW!!
You'll weep or change the cozened indigo.
Got lemon juice up in your high eye.
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You musta been!

So who are you to wave your finger?
Who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me?
You must, have been, out your, mind!

Weepin' shades of indigo
Shed without a reason
Weepin' shades of indigo

Liar, lawyer,
Mirror for ya,
What's the difference?
kangaroo be stoned
He's guilty as the government

NOW!!
Will you weep or, change the cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your, EYE!!
EYE!!

Now when you pissed all over my black kettle.
You musta been HIGH, HIGH, HIGH, HIGH.
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Your balls deep in muddy waters.
Ganja, please, you must have been out your MIND!!!!"

Spoiler:

Almost missed today's song. We shall be going with Bottom from Undertow, which is about confronting yourself about any addictions, be they drugs, sex, alcohol, people, anything at all, but especially when you've hit rock bottom from those addictions.

"Compassion is broken now,
my will is eroded now,
desire it is broken now,
and it makes me feel ugly.
I'm on my knees and burnin'
my piss and moans are the fuel that sets my head on fire
so smell my soul is burnin'
I'm broken, lookin' up I see the enemy
and i have swallowed the poisons you feed me,
but I've survived on the poison you feed me,
leavin' me guilt fed, hatred fed, weakness fed,
it makes me feel ugly
on my knees and burnin'
my piss and moans are the fuel that sets my head on fire
I'm dead inside

shit adds up, shit adds up, shit adds up, shit adds up at the bottom

If I let you, you would make me destroy myself.
in order to survive you, i must first survive myself.
I can sink no further, and I cannot forgive you
there's no choice but to confront you, to engage you, to erase you.
I've gone to great lengths to expand my threshold of pain
I will use my mistakes against you, there's no other choice
im shameless now, im nameless now, im nothing now, im no one now
but my soul must be iron 'cause my fear is naked
im naked and fearless
and my fear is naked

dead inside, dead inside, dead inside
nameless now, shameless now, nothing now, no one now
shit adds up
shit adds up
shit adds up
shit adds up
and you see me naked now
naked now, fearless now
naked now, fearless now
shit adds up
it leaves me dead inside
it leaves me dead inside
it leaves me dead inside
it leaves me dead inside

hatred keeps me alive
Lonliness keeps me alive
weakness keeps me alive
guilt keeps me alive
at the bottom"

Spoiler:

Today we'll be taking from Opiate again, with their song Opiate. The song is one of their earliest songs and bashes organized religion, specifically Christianity, followed with a minute or so break between parts, then ending with a small joke part about people on drugs. WARNING: Similarly to Prison Sex, this song may strike a bad chord with certain people. Read/listen to your own risk.

"Choices always were a problem for you
What you need is someone strong to guide you

Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
What you need is someone strong to guide you...
Like me
Like me
Like me
Like me

If you want to get your soul to heaven
Trust in me, now don't you judge or question
You are broken now, but faith can heal you
Just do everything I tell you to do

Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
What you need is someone strong to guide you
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
Let me lay my holy hand up, hand upon you


My God's will
Becomes me
When he speaks
He speaks through me
He has needs
Like I do
We both want
To rape you

Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life, now
Open my eyes, blind me with your light, now
Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life, now
Open my eyes, blind me with your lies, now

If you want to get your soul to heaven
Trust in me, now don't you judge or question
You are broken now, but faith can heal you
Just do everything I tell you to do

Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life, now
Open my eyes, blind me with your light, now
Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life, now
Open my eyes, blind me with your lies, now

Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow
Let me lay my holy hand a, hand upon you

My god's will
Becomes me
When he speaks
He speaks through me
He has needs
Like i do
We both want
To rape you!

[long pause]

I had a friend once,
he took some acid,
now he thinks he's a fire truck

It's ok,
until he pisses on your lighter,
kinda smells,
kinda cool,
kinda funny anyway

Satan.
Satan.
Satan.
Satan.
Satan.

I had a friend once,
he took some ecstasy,
tried to marry me,
and everyone in the room.

He was sorta loving,
kinda caring,
kinda tried to fuck my lazy boy.

It got a bit messy,
all over the curtains,
armchair covers,
throw pillows,
and carpeting.

getting bored,
I'm getting bored,
getting bored,
I'm getting bored,
getting bored,
I'm getting bored,
getting bored,
I'm getting bored!"

Spoiler: