Perhaps the best TOOL album to date. It's even better live.
Song List:
Stinkfist
Something has to change.
Un-deniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden
Anyone should bear.
Constant over stimulation numbs me
But, I would not want
you any other way.
It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said I don't want it.
I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.
Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.
I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be
Well upon our way.
Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
Till you will not want me any other way.
But, It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.
Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip away.
Something kinda sad about
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
How can this mean anything to me
If I really don't feel anything at all?
I'll keep digging till
I feel something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. Turn around and take my hand.
Eulogy
He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him
We’ll miss him.
He had a lot to say.
He had a lot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.
We’ll miss him
We’re gonna miss him
We’re gonna miss him.
Yeah so long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well, so long.
Don't cry.
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.
You sure could yell.
Took a stand on every little thing
And so loud.
Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz 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 f***in 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 f***in 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.
Come down.
Get off your f***in cross.
We need the f***in space to nail the next fool martyr.
To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified
For our sins and our lies.
Goodbye...
H.
What's coming through is alive.
What's holding up is a mirror.
What's singing songs is a snake it is
Looking to turn my piss to wine.
They're both totally void of hate,
And killing me just the same.
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again now.
Considerately.
Venomous voice, tempts me,
Drains me, bleeds me,
Leaves me cracked and empty.
Drags me down like some sweet gravity.
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again now.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again now.
I am too connected to you
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me.
Without the skin here,
Beneath the storm,
Under these tears now,
The walls came down.
And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times.
I could have cried then.
I should have cried then.
And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
and will die.
It's all right.
I don't mind.
I don’t mind.
I don’t mind.
I am too connected to you
Slip away, fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me.
Considerately killing me.
Useful Idiot
There are no words.
Forty-six & 2
My shadow's
Shedding skin
I've been picking
Scabs again.
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.
I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own confused
Insecure delusions
For a piece to cross me over
Or a word to guide me in.
I wanna feel the changes coming down.
I wanna know what I've been hiding in
My shadow.
My shadow.
Change is coming through my shadow.
My shadow's shedding skin
I've been picking
My scabs again.
I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
Insecure delusions.
I wanna feel the change consume me,
Feel the outside turning in.
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
Cleansing I've endured in
My shadow
My shadow
Change is coming.
Now is my time.
Listen to my muscle memory.
Contemplate what I've been clinging to.
Forty-six and two ahead of me.
I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through.
I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step through.
See my shadow changing,
Stretching up and over me.
Soften this old armor.
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow,
Coming out the other side.
Step into the shadow.
Forty-six and two are just ahead of me.
Message to Harry Manback
This is one of the "segues" on Ænima
[words in brackets unclear]
Figlio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda? (1)
Hm? You think you're cool, right? Hm? Hm?
When you kicked out people out of your house
I tell you this, one of three Americans die of cancer,
you know? A**hole. You're gonna be one of those.
I [didn't have too] courage
to kick your a** directly.
Don't have enough courage for that,
I could, you know.
You know you're gonna have another accident?
You know I'm involved with black magic?
f*** you. Die. Bastard.
You think you're so cool, hm? A**hole.
And if I ever see your f***ing face around,
In Europe or Italy,
Well I'll -- That time I'm gonna kick your a**.
f*** you. f***ing Americans, Yankee.
You're gonna die outta cancer, I promise.
[Deep pain]
No one does what you did to me a**hole.
You wanna know something? f*** you.
I want your balls smashed, eat s***. Bastard.
Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana. (2)
I hope somebody in your family dies soon.
Crepa, pezzo di merda, e vai
a sucare cazzi su un aereo! (3)
(1) Son of a bitch, do you know you are a piece of s***?
(2) Piece of s***, son of a bitch.
(3) Die, piece of s***, and go
sucking dicks on a plane!
Hooker with a Penis
I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and a
Dope Beastie t, nipple rings,
New tattoos that claimed that he
Was OGT,
That’s '92,
From the first EP.
And in between
Sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought
We were selling out,
Laying down,
Sucking up
To the man.
Well now I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point the finger
You should know that
I'm the man,
I'm the man,
Then you're the man, and
He's the man as well so you can
Point that f***in' finger up your a$$.
All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb f***.
I sold out long before you’d ever even heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip s***,
And then you bought one.
I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,
If I'm the f***in' man
Then you're the f***in' man as well
So you can
Point that f***in' finger up your a$$.
All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb f***.
I sold out long before you’d ever even heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip s***,
And then you bought one.
All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on TV
Is a product
Begging for your
Fata$$ dirty
Dollar
So...Shut up and
Buy
Buy
Buy
My new record.
Buy
Buy
Buy
Send more money.
f*** you, buddy.
f*** you, buddy.
f*** you, buddy.
f*** you, buddy.
Intermission
There are no words.
jimmy
What was it like to see
The face of your own stability
Suddenly look away
Leaving you with the dead and hopeless?
Eleven and she was gone.
Eleven is when we waved good-bye.
Eleven is standing still,
Waiting for me to free him
By coming home.
Moving me with a sound.
Opening me within a gesture.
Drawing me down and in,
Showing me where it all began,
Eleven.
Took so long to realize that
You were the voice that's been calling me back home.
Under a dead Ohio sky,
Eleven has been and will be waiting,
Defending his light,
And wondering...
Where the hell have I been?
Sleeping, lost, and numb.
I’m so glad that I have found you.
I am wide awake and heading home.
Hold your light,
Hold your light,
Hold your light where I can see.
Hold your light
Eleven.
Lead me through each gentle step by step
by inch by loaded memory.
I'll move to heal
As soon as pain allows so we can
Reunite and both move on together.
Hold your light,
Eleven. Lead me through each gentle step by step
By inch by loaded memory
'till one and one are one, eleven,
So glow, child, glow.
I'm heading back home.
Die Eier von Satan
[English Lyrics Below]
Eine halbe Ta$$e Staubzucker
Ein Viertel Teelöffel Salz
Eine Messerspitze türkisches Haschisch
Ein halbes Pfund Butter
Ein Teelöffel Vanillenzucker
Ein halbes Pfund Mehl
Einhundertfünfzig Gramm gemahlene Nüsse
Ein wenig echter Staubzucker
... und keine Eier
In eine Schüssel geben
Butter einrühren
Gemahlene Nüsse zugeben und
Den Teig verkneten
Augenballgroße Stücke vom Teig formen
Im Staubzucker wälzen und
Sagt die Zauberwörter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim
Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und
Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und
KEINE EIER
Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und
Keine Eier ..
English
by Mr. Punch ([email protected])
The Eggs of Satan
Half a cup of powdered sugar
One quarter teaspoon salt
One knifetip Turkish hash
Half a pound butter
One teaspoon vanilla-sugar
Half a pound flour
150 g ground nuts
A little extra powdered sugar
... and no eggs
Place in a bowl
Add butter
Add the ground nuts and
Knead the dough
Form eyeball-size pieces from the dough
Roll in the powdered sugar
and say the Magic Words:
"Sim sala bim bamba sala do saladim"
Place on a greased baking pan and
Bake at 200 degrees for 15 minutes
...AND NO EGGS
Bake at 200 degrees for 15 minutes
...and no eggs.
Pus***
Saw that gap again today
As you were begging me to stay.
Take care not to make me enter.
If I do we both may disappear.
You know that I will choke until I swallow...
Choke this infant here before me.
What is this but my reflection?
Who am I to judge or strike you down?
But you're
Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
You’re pushing and shoving me
You’re pushing and shoving me
You’re pushing and shoving me
You’re pushing and shoving me
You still love me
still love me
You pus*** on me.
Pus*** on me
Still love me
Still love me
pus*** on me
pus*** on me
Rest your trigger on my finger,
bang my head upon the fault line.
Take care not to make me enter.
'cause if I do we both may disappear.
But you're pushing me,
Shoving me.
Pushing me and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
You still love me
still love me
Pus*** on me
Pus*** on me
You’re pushing and shoving me
You’re pushing and shoving me
Slipping back into the gap again.
I'm alive when you're touching me,
Alive when you're shoving me down.
But I'd trade it all
For just a little
Piece of mind.
Pus*** on me
Pus*** on me
Pus*** on me
Pus*** on me
You’re pushing and shoving and
I'm scrambling to keep my feet flat on the ground
I am somewhere I don’t wanna be
Push me somewhere I don't wanna be.
Put me somewhere I don’t wanna be
Seeing someplace I don't wanna see.
Never wanna see that place again.
Saw that gap again today
While you were begging me to stay.
Managed to push myself away,
And you, as well my dear.
If, when I say I may fade like a sigh if I stay,
You minimize my movement anyway,
I must persuade you another way.
Pushing and shoving
Pushing and shoving
Pus*** me
There's no love in fear.
Staring down the hole again.
Hands around my back again.
Survival is my only friend.
Terrified of what may come.
Remember I will always love you,
As I tear your f***ing throat away.
It will end no other way.
It will end no other way.
Cesaro Summability
There are no words.
Ænema
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see Armageddon soon.
Certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
Bulls*** three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless f***ing hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any f***ing time. Any f***ing day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.
It's a
Bulls*** three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless f***ing hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any f***ing time. Any f***ing day.
Learn to swim, See you down in Arizona bay.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by fault lines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dips***s.
And some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
Certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this
Stupid s***, silly s***
Stupid s***...
One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim.
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's coming round to put it
back the way it ought to be.
Learn to swim.
f*** L Ron Hubbard and
f*** all his clones.
f*** all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.
Learn to swim.
f*** retro anything.
f*** your tattoos.
f*** all you junkies and
f*** your short memory.
Learn to swim.
f*** smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
f*** these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.
Learn to swim.
Cuz I'm praying for rain
I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.
Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it come down.
Get down
Suck it down
Flush it down
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
(-) ions
There are no words.
Third eye
See, I think drugs have done some good
things for us I really do. And if you don’t
believe drugs have done good things for us,
do me a favor. Go home tonight and take
all your albums, all your tapes, and all your CD’s
and burn ‘em. Cuz you know what, the musicians
who’ve made all that great music that’s enhanced
your lives throughout the years…
Rrrrrrrrrreal f***ing high on drugs.
Today, young men on acid realize that all matter
is really energy condensed to a slow vibration that
We are all one consciousness experiencing themselves
Subjectively there’s no such thing as death, life is only
A dream and we’re the imagination of ourselves
Here’s Tom with the weather
It’s not a war on drugs, it’s a war on personal freedom
is what it is OK, keep that in mind at all time thank you.
Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.
On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.
In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...
A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.
So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?
Came out to watch you play
Why are you running?
Shrouding all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into the shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to rea$$emble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...
So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?
Came out to watch you play
Why are you running away?
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
You thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
Cumbaya
So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me
You thought that I had run away
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
Prying open my third eye.
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