| Tool – Jambi Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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by Tool4ever on 01-15-2008 @ 07:00:10 AM Okay I changed the lyrics because they were really off. The ones in CAPS LOCK are the changed parts This is incorrect. As I said above.....look no further than the September '07 Newsletter. http://www.toolband.com/news/letter/index.php?t=1&id=15 JAMBI Here from a kings mountain view, Here from a wild dream come true, Feast like a sultan, I do, on Treasures and flesh, never few, But I would wish it all away if I thought I’d lose you just one day. The Devil and his had me down. In love with the dark side I’d found. Dabbling all the way down. Up to my neck, soon to drown. But you changed that all for me. Lifted me up. Turned me round. SO I would wish this all away… Prayed like a martyr dusk to dawn. Begged like a hooker all night long. tempted the devil with my song. And Got what I wanted all along. But I would wish it all away… no prize that could hold sway or justify my giving away my center so If I could I’d wish it all away if I thought tomorrow would take you away. You, my piece of mind, my all, my center, just trying to hold on one more day. Damn my eyes if they should compromise the fulcrum. (if) wants and needs divide me then I might as well be gone. Shine on forever. Shine on, benevolent sun. Shine down upon the broken . Shine until the two become one. Shine on forever. Shine on, benevolent sun. Shine down upon the severed . Shine until the two become one. Divided, I’ll wither away. Divided I’ll wither away. Shine down upon the many. Light our way, benevolent sun. Breathe in union. Breathe in union. Breathe in union. Breathe in union. Breathe in union so as one survive another day and season. Silence, legion. save your poison. Silence, legion. Stay out of my way. WORDS by MAYNARD JAMES KEENAN |
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| Tool – Vicarious Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Correct lyrics posted on Toolarmy.com VICARIOUS Eye on the t.v cuz 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, Then she kissed him goodbye. That's My kinda story It's no fun till someone dies. Don't look at me like I am a monster. Frown out your one face but with the other you Stare like a junkie into the t.v. Stare like a zombie while the mother holds her child. Watches him die. Hands to the sky, cryin' "why, oh why?" Cuz 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? We won't give pause till the blood is flowing. Neither the brave nor bold nor brightest of stories told, We won't give pause till 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 Stare at the transmittal. Sing to the death rattle Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men. Pull your head on out your hippy haze 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. Words by MAYNARD JAMES KEENAN |
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| Tool – Jambi Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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by getminesnogets on 12-20-2007 @ 08:42:46 PM Also by the way the lyrics are not "... should compromise the fulcrum" it is "... should compromise OR FALL FROM" thanks Tell that to Maynard. The lyrics I posted on here are taken straight from the September '07 Newsletter. |
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| Tool – Jambi Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Correct lyrics: Here from a kings mountain view, Here from a wild dream come true, Feast like a sultan, I do, on Treasures and flesh, never few, But I would wish it all away if I thought I’d lose you just one day. The Devil and his had me down. In love with the dark side I’d found. Dabbling all the way down. Up to my neck, soon to drown. But you changed that all for me. Lifted me up. Turned me round. SO I would wish this all away… Prayed like a martyr dusk to dawn. Begged like a hooker all night long. tempted the devil with my song. And Got what I wanted all along. But I would wish it all away… no prize that could hold sway or justify my giving away my center so If I could I’d wish it all away if I thought tomorrow would take you away. You, my piece of mind, my all, my center, just trying to hold on one more day. Damn my eyes if they should compromise the fulcrum. (if) wants and needs divide me then I might as well be gone. Shine on forever. Shine on, benevolent sun. Shine down upon the broken . Shine until the two become one. Shine on forever. Shine on, benevolent sun. Shine down upon the severed . Shine until the two become one. Divided, I’ll wither away. Divided I’ll wither away. Shine down upon the many. Light our way, benevolent sun. Breathe in union. Breathe in union. Breathe in union. Breathe in union. Breathe in union so as one survive another day and season. Silence, legion. save your poison. Silence, legion. Stay out of my way. |
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| Tool – Jambi Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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I get the feeling this song is about us. We are The Legion. He would give all of his fame and fortune up to be rid of the burden we put on him to "Light our way". P.S. - The lyrics are wrong. The correct lyrics have been posted on toolarm and toolband. |
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| Tool – Stranglehold (Ted Nugent cover) Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| There is a much better version of this song floating around of an actual soundboard recording. Very high quality. Maynard's lyrics are also different. | |
| Wolfmother – Mind's Eye Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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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 |
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| The Smashing Pumpkins – Bleeding the Orchid Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Whoops............I mixed one up. It should have read: Instead of: Listen audience, Blessed my rose, As hate forms a sequence, Of one by one. I hear: Blessed my weakness, Blessed my wrongs, As hate forms a sequence, Of one by one. |
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| The Smashing Pumpkins – Bleeding the Orchid Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Instead of: Life is my weakness, Love is my soul, If nothing means no one, Can play all alone. I hear: If life is my witness Love is my soul, If nothing means no one, And blank Avalon Instead of: If fear comes easy, I can lay down, Milk from a flower, Blood from a stone. I hear: If fear conquers easy, I can lead on, Milk from the flower, Blood from a stone. Instead of: So here we are, upon your stage, The lies we shared, The dreams we saved. I hear: So here we are, upon your stage, The laughs we shared, The dreams we saved. Instead of: Blessed my weakness, Blessed my wrongs, As hate forms a sequence, Of one by one. I hear: Listen audience, Blessed my rose, As hate forms a sequence, Of one by one. Instead of: As freedom’s not easy, There’s so much to want, There’s clouds in my shower, Ghosts in my home. I hear: As freedom’s die easy, There’s so much to want, There’s clouds in my shower, Ghosts in my home. |
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| Tool – The Pot Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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Here are the corrected lyrics per toolarmy.com Exclusive: who are you to wave your finger? you musta been outta 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. soap box house of cards and glass so don't go tossin' your stones around. you musta been high foot in mouth and head up ass, so watcha talking bout? difficult to dance round this one till you pull it out. boy you musta been so high. steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference. kangaroo done hung the jury with the innocent. now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo. (musta) got lemon juice up in your eye when you pissed all over my black kettle. you musta been high. who are you to wave your finger? so full of it. eye balls 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're weeping shades of cozened indigo. (musta) got lemon juice up in your eye when you pissed all over my black kettle. you musta been high. So who are you to wave your finger? who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me? you must have been outta your mind. Weepin shades of indigo. liar, lawyer, mirror for ya. what's the difference? kangaroo be stoned. he's guilty as the government. now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo. (musta) got lemon juice up in your eye when you pissed all over my black kettle. you musta been high. eye balls deep in muddy waters. you're balls deep in muddy waters. Ganja, please, you must have been outta your mind. |
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| Tool – Rosetta Stoned Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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Re: homemade_poser I'm the one that posted the corrected lyrics. They weren't even remotely close till I got them from Blair's newsletter. |
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| Tool – Rosetta Stoned Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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These are the correct lyrics. Blair posted them in the August Newsletter: ROSETTA STONED All righty then... picture this if you will... 10 to 2 am, X, yogi DMT, and a box of krispy kreme's in my "need to know" pose just outside of area 51, contemplating the whole chosen people thingy when just then a flaming stealth banana split the sky like one would hope but never really expect to see in a place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right at my birkinstocks, and me yelping "holy fuckin' shit!" then the X file being, looking like some kinda blue green Jackie chan, with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of vanilla chig champa, did a slow mo matrix decent outta the butt end of the banana vessel, and hovered above my bug eyes, my gaping jaw, and my sweaty elron hubbard upper lip and all I could think was, "I hope uncle martin here doesn't notice that I pissed my fuckin pants!!" so light in his way, like an apparition, that he had me crying out... "fuck me! It's gotta be the dead head chemistry. (the) blotter got right on top o' me. Got me seeing E mutha fuckin T! and after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose. He said. "you are the chosen one. The one who will deliver the message. A message of hope for those who choose to hear it, and a warning for those who do not." Me! The chosen one. They chose me!!!! And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school!! Then he looked right through me with somniferous almond eyes. Don't even know what that means. Must remember to write it down. This is so real. Like the time Dave floated away. See, my heart is pounding. cuz this shit never happens to me. Can't breathe right now. It was so real. Like I woke up in wonderland. all sorta terrifying. I don't wanna be alone while I tell this story. And can anyone tell me why y'all sound like peanuts parents? Will I ever be coming down? This is so real. Finally it's my lucky day See, my heart is racing cuz this shit never happens to me. Can't breathe right now. You believe me don't you? Please believe what I've just said. See, the dead ain't touring and this wasn't all in my head. see they took me by the hand and invited me right in. then they showed me something. I don't even know where to begin. Strapped down to my bed, feet cold and eyes red. I'm out of my head am I alive? Am I dead. Can't remember what they said. God damn. Shit the bed. Overwhelmed as one would be placed in my position... Such a heavy burden now to be the one Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending. to write it down for all the world to see. But I forgot my pen. Shit the bed again. Typical. Strapped down to my bed, feet cold and eyes red. I'm out of my head am I alive? Am I dead. Sun kissed and Sudafed Gyro scopes and infrared won't help. I'm brain dead. Can't remember what they said. God damn. Shit the bed. Can't remember what they said to me. Can't remember what they said to make me out to be the hero. Can't remember what they said. Bob help me. Can't remember what they said. We don't know and we won't know. God damn shit the bed. |
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| Tool – Lost Keys (Blame Hofmann) Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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Just an idea: The "Lost Keys" are piano keys (August Hoffman) http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/4557619.stm A wealth of names and nationalities have been suggested to try to identify a man found wandering in Kent who communicates only through piano music. Health workers caring for the "Piano Man" could not confirm reports he had been identified as French street musician Steven Villa Masson. The National Missing Persons Helpline has had hundreds of calls and e-mails. Information has also been passed to West Kent NHS and Social Care Trust which is following up all leads. The mystery man was unable to communicate with police or carers after he was found in a street in Sheerness in a rain-soaked suit. Piano drawing When staff at the Medway Maritime Hospital gave him a pen and paper in the hope he would write his name, he drew a grand piano. His carers then put him in front of an instrument in the hospital chapel and he stunned them with a virtuoso classical performance. He has also composed music since he was found. Social worker Michael Camp said the man, who is in his 20s or 30s, is usually very anxious but "comes alive" when he plays. On Tuesday, a Polish street mime artist approached police in Rome saying he had worked with the man in Nice. Social workers are working through a list of at least 300 other names. The National Missing Persons Helpline has received more than 520 calls and more than 100 e-mails. Musical experts sought The trust has been approached by people from Australia, Canada, Sweden, Holland, Italy and France. "(He) continues to be cared for by the trust, and there has been no change in his condition," a spokesman said. The man has not said a word since police found him on 7 April. All the labels had been removed from every item of his clothing. The case has drawn comparisons with the 1996 film Shine which depicts the story of acclaimed pianist David Helfgott who suffered a nervous breakdown. Anyone who has information about The Piano Man is urged to call the helpline on 0500 700700. People calling from outside the UK can reach the Missing Persons Helpline on +44 20 8392 4545. People calling from the Irish Republic should dial 00 800 7000 7001. |
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| Tool – Rosetta Stoned Lyrics | 19 years ago |
| And it's not Wachen Sie Auf........he's saying Fuck You (x4). | |
| Tool – Rosetta Stoned Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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Just an idea: The "Lost Keys" are piano keys (August Hoffman) http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/4557619.stm A wealth of names and nationalities have been suggested to try to identify a man found wandering in Kent who communicates only through piano music. Health workers caring for the "Piano Man" could not confirm reports he had been identified as French street musician Steven Villa Masson. The National Missing Persons Helpline has had hundreds of calls and e-mails. Information has also been passed to West Kent NHS and Social Care Trust which is following up all leads. The mystery man was unable to communicate with police or carers after he was found in a street in Sheerness in a rain-soaked suit. Piano drawing When staff at the Medway Maritime Hospital gave him a pen and paper in the hope he would write his name, he drew a grand piano. His carers then put him in front of an instrument in the hospital chapel and he stunned them with a virtuoso classical performance. He has also composed music since he was found. Social worker Michael Camp said the man, who is in his 20s or 30s, is usually very anxious but "comes alive" when he plays. On Tuesday, a Polish street mime artist approached police in Rome saying he had worked with the man in Nice. Social workers are working through a list of at least 300 other names. The National Missing Persons Helpline has received more than 520 calls and more than 100 e-mails. Musical experts sought The trust has been approached by people from Australia, Canada, Sweden, Holland, Italy and France. "(He) continues to be cared for by the trust, and there has been no change in his condition," a spokesman said. The man has not said a word since police found him on 7 April. All the labels had been removed from every item of his clothing. The case has drawn comparisons with the 1996 film Shine which depicts the story of acclaimed pianist David Helfgott who suffered a nervous breakdown. Anyone who has information about The Piano Man is urged to call the helpline on 0500 700700. People calling from outside the UK can reach the Missing Persons Helpline on +44 20 8392 4545. People calling from the Irish Republic should dial 00 800 7000 7001. |
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