The popular music world is bleak my friends. Rap is taking over the charts and falling behind it is ****** rock, emo and poser punk like Green Day, Fallout Boy, and so on. In these troubled times ...
... are Tool the best band, hands down, in the Universe? Yes. Guitar, amazing. Vocals, outstandingly orgasmic. Songwriting, actually stunning, which is INCREDIBLY rare these days.
Lateralus
VicariousBlack then white are all I see in my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me
Lets me see
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope, watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.
Black then white are all I see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
Calmly embrace my, calmly embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human
With my feet upon the ground I lose myself
between the sounds and open wide to suck it in
I feel it move across my skin
I'm reaching up and reaching out
I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out. Keep going...
- this is NOT an official video and it's pretty anti-US army, but just listen to the song?
10,000 DaysEye on the TV, cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be
Like:
"Killed by the husband"
"Drowned by the ocean"
"Shot by his own son"
"She used a poison in his tea
and kissed him goodbye"
That's my kind of story
It's no fun til someone dies
Don't look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child
Watches him die
Pleas to the sky crying,
"Why, oh why?!"
Cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously, I
Live while the whole world dies
You all need it too - don't lie.
Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit,
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write us a story, So,
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously, I
Live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can't we
Just admit it
Blood like rain, come down
Drum on grave and ground
Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Still have the transmittal
Synch to the death rattle...
Credulous at best your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out
You Hippies and give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again
The universe is hostile
So impersonal
Devour to survive
So it is, so it's always been ...
We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire
Vicariously, I
Live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I
best lyrics ever...
Right in TwoListen to the tales and romanticize,
How we 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 choices 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
This little light of mine, a gift you passed onto me,
I'm gonna let it shine,
to guide you safely on your way
Your way home...
Ohh, what are they gonna do when the lights go down
without you to guide them all to Zion?
What are they gonna do when the rivers overrun
other than tremble incessantly?
High is the way
but all eyes are upon the ground.
You are the light and the way
They'll only read about
I only pray heaven knows
When to lift you out
10,000 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 fist at the gates saying,
"I have 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!"
"Give me my wings!"
You are the light, the way, that they will only read about
Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance
Burden of proof tossed upon the believers.
You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence,
Judith Marie, unconditional one.
Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescense
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.
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 it all right in two
Cut it all right in two
Cut it all right in two
Cut it all right in two
Fight over the clouds, over earth, over canyon
They fight for our love, for our blood, over heaven,
Fight over love, over sun,
over nothing, they fight till they die,
and for what? For their lives ending.
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 it all right in two
Cut it all right in two
Cut it all right in two
Right in two...














