Текст песни «Tool - Disgustipated»

And the angel of the lord came unto me. Snatching me up from
my place of slumber, and took me on high, and higher still
until we moved through the spaces betwixt the air itself. And
he brought me into a vast farmland of our own midwest. And as
we descended, cries of impending doom arose from the soil.
One thousand, nay, a million voices full of fear. And terror
possessed me then. And I begged: "Angel of the lord, what are
these tortured screams?" And the angel said unto me: "These
are the cries of the carrots. The cries of the carrot. You
see, reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day, and to them,
it is the holocaust." And I sprang from my slumber drenched
in sweat with the tears of one million terrified brothers and
roared: "Hear me now, I have seen the light. They have a
consciousness. They have a life. They have a soul. Damn
you! Let the rabbits wear glasses. Save our brothers. Can I
get an amen. Can I get a haleluia. Thank you, Jesus."

This is necessary.
Life feeds on life.

It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch. You looked up
at your sky. That made blue be your color. You had your knife
there with you, too. When you stood up, there was goo all over
your clothes. Your hands were sticky. You wiped them on your
grass, so now your color was green. Oh, lord, why did
everything have to keep changing like this. You were already
getting nervous again. Your head hurt, and it rang when you
stood up. Your head was amost empty. It always hurt you when
you woke up like this. You crawled up out of your ditch, onto
your gravel road, and you began to walk, waiting for the rest
of your mind to come back to you. You could see the car
parked far down the road, and you walked toward it. If god is
our father, you thought, then Satan must be our cousin. Why
didn't anyone else understand these important things. When
you got to your car, you tried all the doors. They were
locked. It was a red car, and it was new. There was an
expensive leather camera case laying on the seat. Out across
your field you could see two tiny people walking by your
woods. You began to walk towards them. Now red was your
color. And of course, those little people out there were
yours, too.