tool - eulogy

a live performance from 1995, San Bernardino, CA. <br /> <br /> <br />He had alot to say. <br />He had alot of nothing to say. <br />Well miss him. (2x) <br />Were gonna miss him (2x) <br /> <br />So long. <br />We wish you well. <br />You told us how you werent afraid to die. <br />Well then, so long. <br />Dont cry. <br />Or feel too down. <br />Not all martyrs see divinity. <br />But at least you tried. <br /> <br />Standing above the crowd, <br />He had a voice that was strong and loud. <br />Well miss him. (2x) <br />Ranting and pointing his finger <br />At everything but his heart. <br />Well miss him. (2x) <br />Were gonna miss him (2x) <br /> <br />No way to recall <br />What it was that you had said to me, <br />Like I care at all. <br /> <br />But it was so loud. <br />You sure could yell. <br />You took a stand on every little thing <br />And so loud. <br /> <br />Standing above the crowd, <br />He had a voice so strong and loud and i <br />Swallowed his facade cuz Im so <br />Eager to identify with <br />Someone above the ground, <br />Someone who seemed to feel the same, <br />Someone prepared to lead the way, with <br />Someone who would die for me. <br /> <br />Will you? <br />Will you now? <br />Would you die for me? <br />Dont you fuckin lie. <br /> <br />Dont you step out of line. (3x) <br />Dont you fuckin lie. <br /> <br />Youve claimed all this time that you would die for me. <br />Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eulogy? <br /> <br />You had alot to say. <br />You had alot of nothing to say. <br /> <br />Come down. <br />Get off your fuckin cross. <br />We need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr. <br /> <br />To ascend you must die. <br />You must be crucified <br />For your sins and your lies. [sic] <br />Goodbye...