The Pot Lyrics – TOOL

The Pot – TOOL Lyrics

Who are you to wave your finger?
You must have been out your head
Eye hole deep in muddy waters
You practically raised the dead
Rob the grave to snow the cradle
Then burn the evidence down
Soapbox, house of cards, and glass
So don’t go tossin’ your stones around
You must have been high
You must have been high
You must have been
Foot in mouth, and head up ass
So what you talkin’ ’bout?
Difficult to dance ’round this one
Till you pull it out, boy
You must have been so high
You must have been so high
Steal, burrow, reefer
Save your shady inference
Kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent
Now you’re weeping shades of cozen indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must have been high, high
You must have been high, high
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