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Sunday 3 May 2009
TOOL: The Pot

Album: 10000 Days- 2006

Download THE POT here

Who are you to wave your finger?
You must have been out your head
I hold 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
What you 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 weep and chase the chosen indigo
Get 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
Fucking hypocrite Liar, lawyer
Mirror show me, what's the difference?

Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent

Now, you weep and chase the chosen indigo
Get lemon juice up in your eye, eye

When you pissed all over my black kettle

You must of 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

Weeping shades of indigo

Trapped without a reason

Weeping shades of indigo
Liar, lawyer, mirror
For you what's the difference?

Kangaroo be stoned

He's guilty as the government

Now, you weep and chase the chosen indigo

Get 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 bloody waters

Eyeballs deep in muddy waters

Ganja please, you must have been out your mind

posted by dobba @ 06:25  
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