TOOL

AENIMA (1996)

  1. Stinkfist
  2. Eulogy
  3. H.
  4. Useful Idiot
  5. Forty Six & 2
  6. Message To Harry Manback
  7. Hooker With A Penis
  8. Intermission
  9. Jimmy
10. Die Eier Von Satan
11. Pushit
12. Cesaro Summability
13. Ænema
14. (-) Ions
15. Third Eye


Tool - Aenima
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AENIMA

  1. STINKFIST

Something has to change
Undeniable dilemma
Boredom's not a burden
Anyone should bear

Constant over stimulation numbs me
But I would not want you
Any other way

Just not enough
I need more
Nothing seems to satisfy
I just, I don't want it
I just need it
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive

Finger deep within the borderline
Show me that you love me and that we belong together
Relax, turn around and take my hand

I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure
Say the word and we'll be
Well upon our way

Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
Till you will not want me any other way

Just not enough
I need more
Nothing seems to satisfy
I just, I don't want it
I just need it
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive

Knuckle deep inside the borderline
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to
Relax, slip away

Something's kinda sad about
The way that things have come to be
Desensitized to everything
What became of subtlety?

How can this mean anything to me
If I really don't feel anything at all?

I'll keep digging
Till I feel something

Elbow deep inside the borderline
Show me that you love me and that we belong together
Shoulder deep within the borderline
Relax, turn around and take my hand.

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  2. EULOGY

He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We'll miss him
I'll miss him

He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We'll miss him
I'll miss him
We're gonna miss him
We're gonna miss him

So long
We wish you well
You told us how you weren't afraid to die
Well, so long
Don't cry
Or feel too down
Not all martyrs see divinity
But at least you tried

Standing above the crowd
He had a voice that was strong and loud
We'll miss him
I'll miss him
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart
We'll miss him
I'll miss him
We're gonna miss him
We're gonna miss him

With no way to recall
What it was you had said to me
Like I care at all

But it was so loud
But you sure could yell
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud

Standing above the crowd
He had a voice it was strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade 'cause I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground
Someone who seemed to feel the same
Someone prepared to lead the way and
Someone who would die for me

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin' lie

Don't you step out of line
Don't you step out of line
Don't you step out of line
Don't you fuckin' lie

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eulogy?

He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say

Come down
Get off your fuckin' cross
We need the fuckin' space to nail the next fool martyr

To ascend you must die
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies
Goodbye...

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  3. H.

What's coming through is alive
What's holding up is a mirror
What's singing songs is a snake
Looking to turn my piss to wine

They're both totally void of hate
Killing me just the same

The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again
And I feel this coming over like a storm again
Considerately

Venomous voice, tempts me
Drains me, bleeds me
Leaves me cracked and empty
Drags me down like some sweet gravity

The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again
And I feel this coming over like a storm again
And I feel this coming over like a storm again

I am too connected to
Slip away, to fade away
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me

Without the skin, here
Beneath the storm
Under these tears, now
The walls came down

And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I could have cried then
I should have cried then

And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
And will die
It's alright
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind

I am too connected to
Slip away, fade away
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me.

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  4. USEFUL IDIOT
      Instrumental

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  5. FORTY SIX & 2

My shadow's
Shedding skin
I've been picking
Scabs again
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been
I've been wallowing in my own confused
And insecure delusions
For a piece to cross me over
Or a word to guide me in
I wanna feel the changes coming down
I wanna know what I've been hiding in
My shadow
My shadow
Change is coming through my shadow
My shadow's
Shedding skin
I've been picking
My scabs again

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
Insecure delusions
I wanna feel the change consume me
Feel the outside turning in
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
Cleansing I've endured in
My shadow
My shadow
Change is coming
Now is my time
Listen to my muscle memory
Contemplate what I've been clinging to
Forty-six and two ahead of me

I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through

I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step through

See my shadow changing
Stretching up and over me
Soften this old armor
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow
Coming out the other side
Step into the shadow
Forty-six and two are just ahead of me.

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  6. MESSAGE TO HARRY MANBACK

Figlio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda? 1
Hm? You think you're cool, right? Hm? Hm?
When you kicked out people out of your house
I tell you this, one of three Americans die of cancer
You know? Asshole. You're gonna be one of those
I didn't have the courage
To kick your ass directly
Don't have enough courage for that
I could, you know
You know you're gonna have another accident?
You know I'm involved with black magic?
Fuck you. Die. Bastard
You think you're so cool, hm? Asshole
And if I ever see your fucking face around
In Europe or Italy
Well I'll... That time I'm gonna kick your ass
Fuck you. Fucking Americans, Yankee
You're gonna die outta cancer, I promise
Deep pain
No one does what you did to me
You wanna know something? Fuck you
I want your balls smashed, eat shit. Bastard

Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana 2
I hope somebody in your family dies soon

Crepa, pezzo di merda, e vai a sucare cazzi su un aereo! 3

1. Son of a bitch, do you know you are a piece of shit?
2. Piece of shit, son of a bitch.
3. Die, piece of shit, and go suck dicks on a plane!

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  7. HOOKER WITH A PENIS

I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s
And a dope Beastie t, nipple rings
And new tattoos that claimed that he
Was OGT
Back from '92
The first EP
And in between
Sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought
We were sellin' out
Layin' down
Suckin' up
To the man
Well now I've got some bad
Advice for you, little buddy
Before you point the finger
You should know that
I'm the man
And if I'm the man
Then you're the man, and
He's the man as well so you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass

All you know about me is what I've sold you
Dumb fuck
I sold out long before you ever even heard my name
I sold my soul to make a record
Dip shit
And then you bought one
I've got some bad
Advice for you, little buddy
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man
If I'm the fuckin' man
Then you're the fuckin' man as well
So you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass

All you know about me is what I've sold you
Dumb fuck
I sold out long before you ever even heard my name
I sold my soul to make a record
Dip shit
And then you bought one

All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on TV
Is a product
Begging for your
Fat ass dirty
Dollar

So... shut up and

Buy, buy, buy my new record
Buy, buy, buy
Send more money
Fuck you, buddy
Fuck you, buddy
Fuck you, buddy
Fuck you, buddy.

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  8. INTERMISSION
      Instrumental

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  9. JIMMY

What was it like to see
The face of your own stability
Suddenly look away
Leaving you with the dead and hopeless?

Eleven and she was gone
Eleven is when we waved goodbye
Eleven is standing still
Waiting for me
Waiting for me to free him by
Coming home

Moving me with a sound
Opening me within a gesture
Drawing me down and in
Showing me where it all began
Showing me where it all began
Eleven

It was too long to realize that
You are the voice that's been calling me back home

Under a dead Ohio sky
Eleven has been and will be waiting
Defending his light and wondering...
Where the hell have I been?
Sleeping, lost and numb
I'm glad that I have found you
I am wide awake and heading home

Hold your light
Eleven
Lead me through each gentle step by step
By inch by loaded memory
I'll move to heal
As soon as pain allows so we can
Reunite and both move on together

Hold your light
Eleven
Lead me through each gentle step by step
By inch by loaded memory
'Till one and one are one, eleven
So glow, child, glow
I'm heading back home.

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10. DIE EIER VON SATAN

Die Eier von Satan

Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker
Ein Viertel Teelöffel Salz
Eine Messerspitze türkisches Haschisch
Ein halbes Pfund Butter
Ein Teelöffel Vanillenzucker
Ein halbes Pfund Mehl
Einhundertfünfzig Gramm gemahlene Nüsse
Ein wenig extra Staubzucker
... und keine Eier

In eine Schüssel geben
Butter einrühren
Gemahlene Nüsse zugeben und den Teig verkneten

Augenballgroße Stücke vom Teig formen
Im Staubzucker wälzen und sagt die Zauberwörter
Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim

Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und
Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und
KEINE EIER

Bei zweihundert Grad für fünfzehn Minuten backen und
Keine Eier...

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11. PUSHIT

I will choke until I swallow...
Choke this infant here before me
What is this but my reflection?
Who am I to judge or strike you down?

But you're
Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
You still love me
You still love me
She didn't think
Shit on me
Still love me
Still love me
She didn't think
Shit on me

Rest your trigger on my finger
Bang my head upon the fault line
Better take care not to make me enter
'Cause if I do we both may disappear

Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
You still love me
You still love me
She didn't think
Shit on me
You're pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me

You're slipping back into the gap again
I'm alive when you're touching me
Alive when you're shoving me down

But I'd trade it all
For just a little
Peace of mind

Pushit on me
Pushit on me
Pushit on me
Pushit on me
You're pushing and shoving and scraping
Keep my feet back on the ground

Put me somewhere I don't wanna be
Seeing someplace I don't wanna see
Never wanna see that place again

Saw that gap again today
As you were begging me to stay
Managed to push myself away
And you as well

If, when I say I may fade like a sigh if I stay
You minimize my movement anyway
I must persuade you another way

There's no love in fear

Staring down the hole again
Hands upon my back again
Survival is my only friend
Terrified of what may come

Remember I will always love you
Even as I tear your fucking throat away
But it will end no other way
It will end no other way.

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12. CESARO SUMMABILITY
      Instrumental

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13. Ænema

Some say the end is near
Some say we'll see Armageddon soon
I certainly hope we will
I sure could use a vacation from this

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away
Any fucking time
Any fucking day
Learn to swim, see you down in Arizona bay

Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your Prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car
It's a bullshit three ring circus sideshow of freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away
Any fucking time
Any fucking day
Learn to swim, see you down in Arizona bay

Some say a comet will fall from the sky
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits
Some say the end is near
Some say we'll see Armageddon soon
I certainly hope we will
I sure could use a vacation from this

Stupid shit, silly shit, stupid shit...

One great big festering neon distraction
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied

Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim

Mom's gonna fix it all soon
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to

Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim

Fuck L. Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones
Fuck all these gun-toting hip gangster wannabes

Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim

Fuck retro anything
Fuck your tattoos
Fuck all you junkies and fuck your short memory

Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim

Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas
Fuck these dysfunctional insecure actresses

Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim

'Cause I'm praying for rain
I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way
I wanna watch it all go down
Mom, please flush it all away
I wanna see it go right in and down
I wanna watch it go right in
Watch you flush it all away

Time to bring it down again
Don't just call me pessimist
Try and read between the lines

I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend

I wanna see it coming down
Coming down
Suck it down
Flush it down.

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14. (-) IONS
      Instrumental

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15. THIRD EYE

Dreaming of that face again
It's bright and blue and shimmering
Grinning wide
And comforting me with its three warm and wild eyes

On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye

In... out... in... out... in... out...

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

"So good to see you
I've missed you so much
So glad it's over
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play
Why are you running away
Came out to watch you play
Why are you running?"

Shrouding all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun
I stick my hand into the shadow
Pull the pieces from the sand
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been
I do not recognize the vessel
But the eyes seem so familiar
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...

"So good to see you
 I've missed you so much
 So glad it's over
 I've missed you so much
 Came out to watch you play
 Why are you running away
 Came out to watch you play
 Why are you running away?"

Prying open my third eye
Prying open my third eye
Prying open my third eye
Prying open my third eye

So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding
You thought that I had run away
Chasing the tail of the dogma
I opened my eye
I opened my eye
I opened my eye and there we were
I opened my eye
I opened my eye
I opened my eye and there we were

So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me
You thought that I had run away
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason

Prying open my third eye (10 x).

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