Rosetta Stoned

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Alrighty then, picture this, if you will
 10 to 2 a.m., X, Yogi DMT and a box of Krispy Kremes
 In my need-to-know post just outside of Area 51
 Contemplating the whole "Chosen People" thingy
 When just a flaming stealth banana split the sky
 Like one would hope, but never really expect to see in a place like this
 Cutting right angle donuts on a dime
 And stopping right on my Birkenstocks, and me yelping
 "Holy fucking shit!"
 (Holy fucking shit!)
 (Holy fucking shit!)
 (Holy fucking shit!)
 (Holy fucking shit!)
 (Holy fucking shit!)
 (Holy fucking shit!)
 (Holy fucking shit!)
 Then the X-Files being
 Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan with Isabella Rossellini lips
 And breath that reeked of vanilla Chig Champa
 Did a slo-mo Matrix descent out of the butt-end of the banana vessel
 And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw
 My sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I could think was
 "I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice that I pissed my fucking pants!"
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 So light in his way, like an apparition
 He had me crying out
 "Fuck me, it's gotta be The Deadhead Chemistry
 The blotter got right on top of me
 Got me seeing E-motherfucking-T!"
 ♪
 And after calming me down with some
 Orange slices and some fetal spooning
 E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose
 He said, "You are The Chosen One
 The One who will deliver the message
 A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
 And a warning for those who do not"
 Me, The Chosen One? They chose me!
 And I didn't graduate from fuckin' high school
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 You better
 You better
 You better
 You better listen
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 Then he looked right through me with somniferous almond eyes
 Don't even know what that means, must remember to write it down
 This is so real, like the time Dave floated away
 See, my heart is pounding 'cause this shit never happens to me
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 Can't breathe right now, it was so real
 Like I woke up in Wonderland, all sort of terrifying
 I don't wanna be all alone when I tell this story
 And can anyone tell me why you all sound like Peanuts parents?
 Will I ever be coming down?
 This is so real, finally, it's my lucky day
 See, my heart is racing 'cause this shit never happens to me
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 Can't breathe right now
 You believe me, don't you? Please believe what I just said
 See, The Dead ain't touring and this wasn't all in my head
 See, they took me by the hand and invited me right in
 Then they showed me something, I don't even know where to begin
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 Strapped down to my bed, feet cold and eyes red
 I'm out of my head, am I alive, am I dead?
 Can't remember what they said
 Goddamn, shit the bed!
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 High, high
 High-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh
 High-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh
 High, high, hallelujah
 Halleluh, hallelujah, halleluh
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 Overwhelmed, as one would be, placed in my position
 Such a heavy burden now to be The One
 Born to bear and read to all the details of our ending
 To write it down for all the world to see
 But I forgot my pen
 Shit the bed again
 Typical
 Strapped down in my bed, feet cold and eyes red
 I'm out of my head, am I alive, am I dead?
 Sunkist and Sudafed, gyroscopes and infrared
 Won't help, I'm braindead, can't remember what they said
 Goddamn, shit the bed!
 I can't remember what they said to me
 Can't remember what they said to make me out to be a hero
 (Can't remember what they said)
 Bob, help me
 (Can't remember what they said)
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 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Don't know, won't know
 Goddamn, shit the bed!
 

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Duration
11:11
Key
7
Tempo
112 BPM

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