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Tool - Текст песни Rosetta Stoned
All righty then. Picture this if you will.
 10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes,
 in my need-to-know post just outside Area 51
 Contemplating the whole chosen people thingy when
 just then 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 doughnuts on a dime and stopping right at my Birkenstocks
 and me yelping... HOLY FUCKING SHIT
 Holy fucking shit
 Fucking shit
 Holy fucking shit
 Holy fucking shit
 Holy fucking shit...fucking shit...fucking shit
 Then the X-Files being, looking
 like some kinda blue-green Jackie Chan
 With Isabella Rossellini lips and breath that reeked of vanilla chig champa
 Did a slow-mo Matrix decent outta the butt end of the banana vessel 
 and hovered above my bug-eyes,
 My gaping jaw,
 And 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.
 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 fucking high school!
 You had better
 You had better
 You had better
 You had better listen
 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!
Can't breathe right now
 It was so real
 Like I woke up in WonderlandTool - Rosetta Stoned - http://ru.motolyrics.com/tool/rosetta-stoned-lyrics.html
 Also a bit terrifying
 I don't wanna be all alone
 When I tell this story
 And can anyone tell me why 
 ya'll 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
I can't breathe right now
 You believe me don't you
 Please believe what I just said
 See the dead ain't tourin'
 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
 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
 God damn shit the bed
 High eye (repeated)
I believe you (repeated, heard faintly in background)
 Overwhelmed as one would be
 Placed in my position
 Such a heavy burden now to be the one
 Born to bear and bring 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 to 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 the brain-dead
 Can't remember what they said
 God damn shit the bed
 IIIIIII 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 he said
 Bob help me!
 Can't remember what he said
 Don't know, won't know (repeated)
 God damn shit the bed!














