Interpret:

Tool

Album:

Aenima

I met a boy wearing Vans, 501's, and a 
Dope Beastie tee, nipple rings, new tattoos that claimed that he 
Was OGT, 
After '92, 
From The first EP. 


And in between 
Sips of Coke 
He told me that 
He thought 
We were sellin' out, 
Layin' down, 
Suckin' up 
To the man. 


Well now I've got some 
A-dvice for you, little buddy. 
Before you point the finger 
You should know that 
I'm the man, 


And if I'm the man, 


Then you're the man, and 
He's the man as well so you can 
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass. 


All you know about me is what I've sold you, 
Dumb fuck. 
I sold out long before you ever heard my name. 


I sold my soul to make a record, 
Dip shit, 
And you bought one. 


So I've got some 
Advice for you, little buddy. 
Before you point your finger 
You should know that 
I'm the man, 


If I'm the fuckin' man 
Then you're the fuckin' man as well 
So you can 
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass. 


All you know about me is what I've sold you, 
Dumb fuck. 
I sold out long before you ever heard my name. 


I sold my soul to make a record, 
Dip shit, 
And you bought one. 


All you read and 
Wear or see and 
Hear on TV 
Is a product 
Begging for your 
Fatass dirty 
Dollar 


So...Shut up and 


Buy my new record 
Send more money 
Fuck you, buddy.