| Song | Roseta Stoned |
| Artist | Tool |
| Album | 10,000 Days |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Carey, Chancellor, Jones ... |
| [00:07.52] | Alrighty, then ... picture this if you will. |
| [00:14.05] | |
| [00:16.06] | 10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes, |
| [00:18.23] | in my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51 |
| [00:19.96] | Contemplating the whole "chosen people" thingy |
| [00:22.58] | when a flaming stealth banana split the sky |
| [00:26.09] | like one would hope but never really expect |
| [00:27.00] | to see in a place like this. |
| [00:28.31] | Cutting right angle donuts on a dime |
| [00:29.33] | and stopping right at my Birkenstocks, |
| [00:30.80] | and me yelping... |
| [00:31.38] | |
| [00:31.59] | Holy fucking shit! |
| [00:42.70] | |
| [00:44.27] | Then the X-Files being, |
| [00:46.20] | Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan |
| [00:48.05] | with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of |
| [00:49.32] | Did a slow-mo Matrix descent |
| [00:50.31] | vanilla Chig Champa |
| [00:50.91] | Outta the butt end of the banana vessel |
| [00:53.01] | And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw, |
| [00:54.80] | and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip, |
| [00:57.08] | and all I could think was: |
| [00:58.21] | "I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice |
| [00:59.79] | that I pissed my fuckin' pants." |
| [01:01.61] | |
| [01:19.43] | So light in his way, |
| [01:23.20] | Like an apparition, (that) |
| [01:26.20] | He had me crying out, |
| [01:28.24] | "Fuck me |
| [01:29.73] | It's gotta be |
| [01:30.94] | the Deadhead Chemistry |
| [01:33.58] | The blotter got (right) on top of me |
| [01:36.17] | Got me seein' E-motherfuckin'-T!" |
| [01:41.23] | |
| [01:50.39] | And after calming me down |
| [01:51.06] | with some orange slices |
| [01:52.45] | and some fetal spooning, |
| [01:53.97] | E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose. |
| [01:56.47] | He said, "You are the Chosen One, |
| [01:59.04] | the One who will deliver the message. |
| [02:01.08] | A message of hope for those who choose to hear it |
| [02:03.51] | and a warning for those who do not." |
| [02:05.59] | Me. The Chosen One? |
| [02:07.67] | They chose me!!! |
| [02:09.21] | And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school. |
| [02:12.41] | |
| [02:30.83] | You'd better... |
| [02:34.37] | You'd better... |
| [02:36.58] | You'd better... |
| [02:39.13] | You'd better listen. |
| [02:43.01] | |
| [03:20.65] | Then he looked right through me |
| [03:24.75] | With somniferous almond eyes |
| [03:29.25] | Don't even know what that means |
| [03:32.37] | Must remember to write it down |
| [03:35.70] | This is so real |
| [03:38.77] | Like the time Dave floated away |
| [03:41.56] | See, my heart is pounding |
| [03:44.37] | 'Cause this shit never happens to me |
| [03:47.80] | |
| [03:56.52] | I can't breathe right now! |
| [03:59.77] | It was so real, |
| [04:02.65] | Like I woke up in Wonderland. |
| [04:05.65] | All sorta terrifying |
| [04:08.54] | I don't wanna be all alone |
| [04:11.89] | While I tell this story. |
| [04:15.01] | And can anyone tell me why |
| [04:18.13] | Y'all sound like Peanuts parents? |
| [04:21.24] | Will I ever be coming down? |
| [04:24.43] | This is so real |
| [04:27.15] | Finally, it's my lucky day |
| [04:30.62] | See, my heart is racing |
| [04:33.19] | 'Cause this shit never happens to me |
| [04:38.48] | |
| [04:44.73] | I can't breathe right now! |
| [04:48.53] | You believe me, don't you? |
| [04:55.19] | Please believe what I've just said! |
| [04:58.90] | See the Dead ain't touring |
| [05:01.13] | And this wasn't all in my head. |
| [05:04.44] | See, they took me by the hand |
| [05:07.06] | And invited me right in. |
| [05:09.96] | Then they showed me something |
| [05:12.64] | I don't even know where to begin. |
| [05:16.49] | |
| [05:44.74] | Strapped down (to) my bed |
| [05:48.38] | 9 Feet cold (and) eyes red |
| [05:50.82] | I'm out of my head |
| [05:53.65] | Am I alive? Am I dead? |
| [05:56.54] | Can't remember what they said |
| [05:59.04] | God damn, shit the bed. |
| [06:01.81] | |
| [06:26.10] | Hey ... |
| [06:29.14] | Heyey... |
| [06:34.04] | Eyeeeeey |
| [06:38.46] | Hey ey eeeeey |
| [06:43.79] | Hey..Hey........ |
| [07:03.89] | |
| [07:17.09] | *Wings for Marie* |
| [08:12.37] | |
| [08:18.90] | |
| [08:24.75] | |
| [08:31.35] | |
| [08:33.96] | |
| [08:37.25] | Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position. |
| [08:44.02] | Such a heavy burden now to be the One |
| [08:49.61] | Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending, |
| [08:56.19] | To write it down for all the world to see. |
| [09:02.55] | But I forgot my pen |
| [09:08.39] | Shit the bed again ... |
| [09:13.83] | Typical. |
| [09:16.19] | Strapped down (to) my bed |
| [09:18.89] | Feet cold and eyes red |
| [09:21.13] | I'm out of my head |
| [09:23.67] | Am I alive? Am I dead? |
| [09:25.93] | Sunkist * and Sudafed |
| [09:29.73] | Gyroscopes and infrared |
| [09:32.31] | Won't help, I'm brain dead |
| [09:34.88] | Can't remember what they said |
| [09:37.47] | God damn, shit the bed |
| [09:44.62] | I can't remember what they said to me |
| [09:49.53] | Can't remember what they said to make me out to be the hero |
| [10:00.98] | Can't remember what they said |
| [10:08.55] | Bob help me! |
| [10:13.63] | Can't remember what they said |
| [10:37.90] | (We) don't know, (and we) won't know (x12) |
| [11:06.48] | God damn, shit the bed! |
| [11:09.17] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Carey, Chancellor, Jones ... |
| [00:07.52] | Alrighty, then ... picture this if you will. |
| [00:14.05] | |
| [00:16.06] | 10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes, |
| [00:18.23] | in my " need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51 |
| [00:19.96] | Contemplating the whole " chosen people" thingy |
| [00:22.58] | when a flaming stealth banana split the sky |
| [00:26.09] | like one would hope but never really expect |
| [00:27.00] | to see in a place like this. |
| [00:28.31] | Cutting right angle donuts on a dime |
| [00:29.33] | and stopping right at my Birkenstocks, |
| [00:30.80] | and me yelping... |
| [00:31.38] | |
| [00:31.59] | Holy fucking shit! |
| [00:42.70] | |
| [00:44.27] | Then the XFiles being, |
| [00:46.20] | Looking like some kind of bluegreen Jackie Chan |
| [00:48.05] | with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of |
| [00:49.32] | Did a slowmo Matrix descent |
| [00:50.31] | vanilla Chig Champa |
| [00:50.91] | Outta the butt end of the banana vessel |
| [00:53.01] | And hovered above my bugeyes, my gaping jaw, |
| [00:54.80] | and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip, |
| [00:57.08] | and all I could think was: |
| [00:58.21] | " I hope Uncle Martin here doesn' t notice |
| [00:59.79] | that I pissed my fuckin' pants." |
| [01:01.61] | |
| [01:19.43] | So light in his way, |
| [01:23.20] | Like an apparition, that |
| [01:26.20] | He had me crying out, |
| [01:28.24] | " Fuck me |
| [01:29.73] | It' s gotta be |
| [01:30.94] | the Deadhead Chemistry |
| [01:33.58] | The blotter got right on top of me |
| [01:36.17] | Got me seein' Emotherfuckin' T!" |
| [01:41.23] | |
| [01:50.39] | And after calming me down |
| [01:51.06] | with some orange slices |
| [01:52.45] | and some fetal spooning, |
| [01:53.97] | E. T. revealed to me his singular purpose. |
| [01:56.47] | He said, " You are the Chosen One, |
| [01:59.04] | the One who will deliver the message. |
| [02:01.08] | A message of hope for those who choose to hear it |
| [02:03.51] | and a warning for those who do not." |
| [02:05.59] | Me. The Chosen One? |
| [02:07.67] | They chose me!!! |
| [02:09.21] | And I didn' t even graduate from fuckin' high school. |
| [02:12.41] | |
| [02:30.83] | You' d better... |
| [02:34.37] | You' d better... |
| [02:36.58] | You' d better... |
| [02:39.13] | You' d better listen. |
| [02:43.01] | |
| [03:20.65] | Then he looked right through me |
| [03:24.75] | With somniferous almond eyes |
| [03:29.25] | Don' t even know what that means |
| [03:32.37] | Must remember to write it down |
| [03:35.70] | This is so real |
| [03:38.77] | Like the time Dave floated away |
| [03:41.56] | See, my heart is pounding |
| [03:44.37] | ' Cause this shit never happens to me |
| [03:47.80] | |
| [03:56.52] | I can' t breathe right now! |
| [03:59.77] | It was so real, |
| [04:02.65] | Like I woke up in Wonderland. |
| [04:05.65] | All sorta terrifying |
| [04:08.54] | I don' t wanna be all alone |
| [04:11.89] | While I tell this story. |
| [04:15.01] | And can anyone tell me why |
| [04:18.13] | Y' all sound like Peanuts parents? |
| [04:21.24] | Will I ever be coming down? |
| [04:24.43] | This is so real |
| [04:27.15] | Finally, it' s my lucky day |
| [04:30.62] | See, my heart is racing |
| [04:33.19] | ' Cause this shit never happens to me |
| [04:38.48] | |
| [04:44.73] | I can' t breathe right now! |
| [04:48.53] | You believe me, don' t you? |
| [04:55.19] | Please believe what I' ve just said! |
| [04:58.90] | See the Dead ain' t touring |
| [05:01.13] | And this wasn' t all in my head. |
| [05:04.44] | See, they took me by the hand |
| [05:07.06] | And invited me right in. |
| [05:09.96] | Then they showed me something |
| [05:12.64] | I don' t even know where to begin. |
| [05:16.49] | |
| [05:44.74] | Strapped down to my bed |
| [05:48.38] | 9 Feet cold and eyes red |
| [05:50.82] | I' m out of my head |
| [05:53.65] | Am I alive? Am I dead? |
| [05:56.54] | Can' t remember what they said |
| [05:59.04] | God damn, shit the bed. |
| [06:01.81] | |
| [06:26.10] | Hey ... |
| [06:29.14] | Heyey... |
| [06:34.04] | Eyeeeeey |
| [06:38.46] | Hey ey eeeeey |
| [06:43.79] | Hey.. Hey........ |
| [07:03.89] | |
| [07:17.09] | Wings for Marie |
| [08:12.37] | |
| [08:18.90] | |
| [08:24.75] | |
| [08:31.35] | |
| [08:33.96] | |
| [08:37.25] | Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position. |
| [08:44.02] | Such a heavy burden now to be the One |
| [08:49.61] | Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending, |
| [08:56.19] | To write it down for all the world to see. |
| [09:02.55] | But I forgot my pen |
| [09:08.39] | Shit the bed again ... |
| [09:13.83] | Typical. |
| [09:16.19] | Strapped down to my bed |
| [09:18.89] | Feet cold and eyes red |
| [09:21.13] | I' m out of my head |
| [09:23.67] | Am I alive? Am I dead? |
| [09:25.93] | Sunkist and Sudafed |
| [09:29.73] | Gyroscopes and infrared |
| [09:32.31] | Won' t help, I' m brain dead |
| [09:34.88] | Can' t remember what they said |
| [09:37.47] | God damn, shit the bed |
| [09:44.62] | I can' t remember what they said to me |
| [09:49.53] | Can' t remember what they said to make me out to be the hero |
| [10:00.98] | Can' t remember what they said |
| [10:08.55] | Bob help me! |
| [10:13.63] | Can' t remember what they said |
| [10:37.90] | We don' t know, and we won' t know x12 |
| [11:06.48] | God damn, shit the bed! |
| [11:09.17] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Carey, Chancellor, Jones ... |
| [00:07.52] | Alrighty, then ... picture this if you will. |
| [00:14.05] | |
| [00:16.06] | 10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes, |
| [00:18.23] | in my " need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51 |
| [00:19.96] | Contemplating the whole " chosen people" thingy |
| [00:22.58] | when a flaming stealth banana split the sky |
| [00:26.09] | like one would hope but never really expect |
| [00:27.00] | to see in a place like this. |
| [00:28.31] | Cutting right angle donuts on a dime |
| [00:29.33] | and stopping right at my Birkenstocks, |
| [00:30.80] | and me yelping... |
| [00:31.38] | |
| [00:31.59] | Holy fucking shit! |
| [00:42.70] | |
| [00:44.27] | Then the XFiles being, |
| [00:46.20] | Looking like some kind of bluegreen Jackie Chan |
| [00:48.05] | with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of |
| [00:49.32] | Did a slowmo Matrix descent |
| [00:50.31] | vanilla Chig Champa |
| [00:50.91] | Outta the butt end of the banana vessel |
| [00:53.01] | And hovered above my bugeyes, my gaping jaw, |
| [00:54.80] | and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip, |
| [00:57.08] | and all I could think was: |
| [00:58.21] | " I hope Uncle Martin here doesn' t notice |
| [00:59.79] | that I pissed my fuckin' pants." |
| [01:01.61] | |
| [01:19.43] | So light in his way, |
| [01:23.20] | Like an apparition, that |
| [01:26.20] | He had me crying out, |
| [01:28.24] | " Fuck me |
| [01:29.73] | It' s gotta be |
| [01:30.94] | the Deadhead Chemistry |
| [01:33.58] | The blotter got right on top of me |
| [01:36.17] | Got me seein' Emotherfuckin' T!" |
| [01:41.23] | |
| [01:50.39] | And after calming me down |
| [01:51.06] | with some orange slices |
| [01:52.45] | and some fetal spooning, |
| [01:53.97] | E. T. revealed to me his singular purpose. |
| [01:56.47] | He said, " You are the Chosen One, |
| [01:59.04] | the One who will deliver the message. |
| [02:01.08] | A message of hope for those who choose to hear it |
| [02:03.51] | and a warning for those who do not." |
| [02:05.59] | Me. The Chosen One? |
| [02:07.67] | They chose me!!! |
| [02:09.21] | And I didn' t even graduate from fuckin' high school. |
| [02:12.41] | |
| [02:30.83] | You' d better... |
| [02:34.37] | You' d better... |
| [02:36.58] | You' d better... |
| [02:39.13] | You' d better listen. |
| [02:43.01] | |
| [03:20.65] | Then he looked right through me |
| [03:24.75] | With somniferous almond eyes |
| [03:29.25] | Don' t even know what that means |
| [03:32.37] | Must remember to write it down |
| [03:35.70] | This is so real |
| [03:38.77] | Like the time Dave floated away |
| [03:41.56] | See, my heart is pounding |
| [03:44.37] | ' Cause this shit never happens to me |
| [03:47.80] | |
| [03:56.52] | I can' t breathe right now! |
| [03:59.77] | It was so real, |
| [04:02.65] | Like I woke up in Wonderland. |
| [04:05.65] | All sorta terrifying |
| [04:08.54] | I don' t wanna be all alone |
| [04:11.89] | While I tell this story. |
| [04:15.01] | And can anyone tell me why |
| [04:18.13] | Y' all sound like Peanuts parents? |
| [04:21.24] | Will I ever be coming down? |
| [04:24.43] | This is so real |
| [04:27.15] | Finally, it' s my lucky day |
| [04:30.62] | See, my heart is racing |
| [04:33.19] | ' Cause this shit never happens to me |
| [04:38.48] | |
| [04:44.73] | I can' t breathe right now! |
| [04:48.53] | You believe me, don' t you? |
| [04:55.19] | Please believe what I' ve just said! |
| [04:58.90] | See the Dead ain' t touring |
| [05:01.13] | And this wasn' t all in my head. |
| [05:04.44] | See, they took me by the hand |
| [05:07.06] | And invited me right in. |
| [05:09.96] | Then they showed me something |
| [05:12.64] | I don' t even know where to begin. |
| [05:16.49] | |
| [05:44.74] | Strapped down to my bed |
| [05:48.38] | 9 Feet cold and eyes red |
| [05:50.82] | I' m out of my head |
| [05:53.65] | Am I alive? Am I dead? |
| [05:56.54] | Can' t remember what they said |
| [05:59.04] | God damn, shit the bed. |
| [06:01.81] | |
| [06:26.10] | Hey ... |
| [06:29.14] | Heyey... |
| [06:34.04] | Eyeeeeey |
| [06:38.46] | Hey ey eeeeey |
| [06:43.79] | Hey.. Hey........ |
| [07:03.89] | |
| [07:17.09] | Wings for Marie |
| [08:12.37] | |
| [08:18.90] | |
| [08:24.75] | |
| [08:31.35] | |
| [08:33.96] | |
| [08:37.25] | Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position. |
| [08:44.02] | Such a heavy burden now to be the One |
| [08:49.61] | Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending, |
| [08:56.19] | To write it down for all the world to see. |
| [09:02.55] | But I forgot my pen |
| [09:08.39] | Shit the bed again ... |
| [09:13.83] | Typical. |
| [09:16.19] | Strapped down to my bed |
| [09:18.89] | Feet cold and eyes red |
| [09:21.13] | I' m out of my head |
| [09:23.67] | Am I alive? Am I dead? |
| [09:25.93] | Sunkist and Sudafed |
| [09:29.73] | Gyroscopes and infrared |
| [09:32.31] | Won' t help, I' m brain dead |
| [09:34.88] | Can' t remember what they said |
| [09:37.47] | God damn, shit the bed |
| [09:44.62] | I can' t remember what they said to me |
| [09:49.53] | Can' t remember what they said to make me out to be the hero |
| [10:00.98] | Can' t remember what they said |
| [10:08.55] | Bob help me! |
| [10:13.63] | Can' t remember what they said |
| [10:37.90] | We don' t know, and we won' t know x12 |
| [11:06.48] | God damn, shit the bed! |
| [11:09.17] |