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Songs That Get The Repeat, Part Two. Mar 6, 2008

This morning’s run had me listening to Tool’s Vicarious several times. Good tune and a strong look at media and modern society.

Here’s what Maynard and the boys have to say:

Eye on the TV Cause tragedy thrills me Whatever flavor It happens to be

Like: “Killed by the husband” “Drowned by the ocean” “Shot by his own son” “She used a poison in his tea and kissed him goodbye” That’s my kind of story. It’s no fun ‘til someone dies

Don’t look at me like I am a monster Frown out your one face But with the other Stare like a junkie Into the TV Stare like a zombie While the mother holds her child, Watches him die

Pleas to the sky crying, “Why, oh why?!”

Cause I need to watch things die From a distance Vicariously, I Live while the whole world dies You all need it too - don’t lie.

Why can’t we just admit it? Why can’t we just admit, We won’t give pause until the blood is flowin’ Neither the brave nor bold Will write us a story. So, We won’t give pause until the blood is flowin’

I need to watch things die From a good safe distance Vicariously, I Live while the whole world dies You all feel the same so Why can’t we

Just admit it

Blood like rain, come down Drum on grave and ground

Part vampire Part warrior Carnivore and voyeur Still have the transmittal Synch to the death rattle…

La, la, la, la, la, la,la-lie (x4)

Credulous at best your desire to believe in Angels in the hearts of men Pull your head on out You Hippies and give a listen Shouldn’t have to say it all again

The universe is hostile So impersonal Devour to survive So it is, so it’s always been …

We all feed on tragedy It’s like blood to a vampire

Vicariously, I Live while the whole world dies Much better you than I.

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