Fab Tool (feat. David Eugene Edwards )

This is a revenge story straight out of a 70's-80's action film. The lyrics themselves are full of clever wordplay making this pretty dense in content despite the simple lyrics.

We start with the narrator speaking to the audience. He doesn't care if we believe him ("mienko, pas pe" translates to "I step on your opinions"). He will tell the story anyway. "Yat ta Hey" is basically "tra-la-la", but it also is an onomatopoeia for gunfire (ya ta) followed by the spent casing being ejected (hey). He is cheerful as he tells the tale.

The story begins with the narrator on the run in their car, which they call The Phantom. It's a cloudy grey day and rain is beginning to fall. The narrator sees their actions as beautiful, even magical though he doesn't expect the listener to understand why ("arcanum fuel"). A gun literally fell from the heavens before him. Then the "counsel of nine", a mythological group of Aphrodite, Apollo, Athena, Demeter, Hephaestus, Hera, Hermes, Poseidon and Zeus, spoke to him. They told him to take that gun and go get revenge. He wonders why it took him so long to finally get around to it, especially as he is really liking it. ("took your fancy").

The narrator looks back. When he was younger, he had the chance to speak up to make the world better. He didn't. He stayed silent ("dumb") for money ("a dime"). He was once young and fine, all silver jewelry and designer clothes like Saint Laurent. However, a life spent hiding from others and himself ("getting gone") he has become gaunt and half blind. He finds himself uneasy in every day of his life ("panting and pacing the cage"), remembering who he was and what he did in those "ancient days". He made others suffer for fast money and personal gain ("hand over fist"). Their blood was on his hands. He snaps back to the present. This gun is a gift from the gods meant to let him finally gain some nobility.

The narrator is grateful for his gun. It is like a precious treasure to him. He planned carefully what to do. It played out in his head like a clip from a movie before he ever loaded the gun. As he reloads, a clip hits the concrete slab below his feet. The dying fall down, too, bound for mortuary slabs. He gets back into the Phantom and takes a drink from the cup in his armrest. During the fight he split his lip. He ignores the pain and drives away at high speed. He knows he has started something big ("cracked the seal"), but pushes the thought out of his mind ("shuns it"). He knows is going to overthrow those who subjugated others with violence (metaphorical "whips"). He will control his own life now ("I took the wheel").

He sees something in a big ditch ahead. He was told this way was safe, but it was a bait and switch. Three police cars lined up like Roman soldiers are waiting for him! (Adam 12 is 70's slag for a police car.) He changes his route and gets away. Either that or the cops in the ditch actually chase the bad guys, ignoring the Phantom. It's a bait and switch of expectations. Anyway, it is revealed that he is actually driving in Flathead, Montana. He will be driving to Kalispell, Montana, next. He gets away safely and writes everything down. (Ankh represents "life". Literally "Archiver, royal life".) He sees himself as like Amenemhet: a masterful tactician there to kill the king. He will make his strike at nightfall.

The night falls. It's black, like jet. He prays for Horus, protector of kings, to protect him and help him keep a level head as he enters the compound. The narrator catches them off guard ("Aha!"). They gasp in shock ("Ah!") and raise their hands to surrender. The hands raise all at once, like they are taking a vote ("Show of hands"). The gun glints in the light as the narrator reflects on this long journey. He feels Horus has heard his prayer. The narrator laughs at them ("ha-ha!") as they begin to scream ("Ah! Ah!"). The slowly fading heartbeat at the end implies that the narrator has killed his target.