The Pot.

Wild Beast - The Devil's Crayon.
http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858725580/ --- For lyrics for the above song.


I so wanted to put the video as, a 4:20 min of Bad Touch - Bloodhound gang. So funny, but I have more class than that. : )} I either have a bow-tie, or a beard. Either way...it's totally cool.


The Pot

Who are you to consume me so?

You must be have been brainsick.

Hungry eyes, linger for my soul.

Lighting its coals, while burying my holes.



Casting shadows, with the light...bright.

The lack of darkness, limited by your sight.

Alone in the dark,

Is where you do most of your emitting...



You must have been stared down, by my futile eyes.

Surrounded, by those fertile allies...

Those hand-held sticks, lighted in the night.

Gloomy in taste... waving your palate.



Feeling so high, so mighty...

Like an angel, a Metatron.

Yielding readily,

To take in my moon.



Swallow my humble condition,

And sprinkle it with powder...

Of tender benevolent,

With a touch of voided pattern.


Designed to flow, down this tube,

I inhale, to consume.

My breath, palpitates across my spoon,

I can only hope, that I see my reflection soon...



The way the lights fall,

On this expression of inarticulate sounds,

My balloons rise,

Satisfied.



Take away my brayin,

And I am in a stew.

I gaze at the image, of my goo...

And I coo.



With this expression, of influential spooks...

That make you say,

Your brain is in a daze, bound by godless, smoke.

Hovering out of reach of vision, past my defenseless void...



Who are you to loom, weaning my flow?

You must be have been crazed.

Devouring eyes saunter for my bowl.

Smothering its balls, dancing from my tank.



The coarse ash falls,

Causing a pressing gurgle, of choking boundaries,

My stars advance,

Into the haze.



Ghost possess you to loam, discouraging the apparatus.

The darkness, makes me crackle.

I was out of my mind.



Yielding to the night side.

Trappings, in the soot.

Yielding to the night side.



Swallowing "oo"'s, trying to crawl out of you, fighting fright..

Covering its mouth, eyes dancing at my flank.



Who are you to doubt my remains, demeaning my dreaming?

You must have missed the phrase.

Hiding behind lies... come clean.



You must have been scared , into the ground.

By my otiose eyes, clouded by those of those, stifling eyes...

Those rooted pipes, pointed at...slighted tides.

With melancholy savor... crushing your host.

I am alive in a dream, you boast.



Lazed eyes, mingle...awaiting my soul.

Amazed eyes, twiddle with my spec, of light.

Mary please,

You must have been so, toaked.


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Tool - The Pot

Who are you to wave your finger?
You must have 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
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 ass-hole
Whatcha 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're weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got 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
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
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must've 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

Weepin' shades of indigo
Trapped without a reason
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
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye
Now when you pissed all over my black kettle

You must've been
High
High
High
High

Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Your balls deep in muddy waters
Ganja Please
You must have been out your mind
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Okay, so mine is a little different. But I think is brilliant in its own way. What do you think?

Now I know...some people don't get Tool's video, about the farmer and the "hooker"...blah. First off, it isn't "Tool's" video, nor is it mine...but a fan made it. It is still, a very good video. The whole thing is...how to explain this...

The video is very deep, despite what you may think...

It is mainly, just about consumption. Life is a distraction...to the worlds going on out there. Life is about distractions...things you focus on, and put in your all. The farmer...put in his all to make his crops, grow. Even pain. So he pains and he pains...making it rain...so his crops can grow. His..."pot", if you will. He does what he knows to work well...he does good, for the greater good. Or so he thinks...

He is feeding a monster. In this case...a simple snail. Snail is slow and steady...But if you quicken, or in this case...just make bigger, snails...you find that they become very fast, and relentless...in their slimy course. It becomes somewhat of a nightmare...always failing...always doom. The hooker, you can take her for many sorts... she is a girl first off, quite different from her counterpart as in the beginning, the farmer. City chick. Here and there. Not always in the same place. And that is where she gets the whole, whore look. But she means more than that...she is a girl. The same that the farmer, was trying to seed. But all he did, was sill her doom, as to bring a big snail and eat her. Consumption. Self-fulfilling prophecies we fight against.
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What did you think...lots of thoughts to be had!