Looming, omnipresent
This task ahead
This task at hand
Ominous and daunting
Crippling undertaking, I'm frozen
Where to begin eludes me
Without you to remind me
Just take the step
Just take the swing
Just take the bite
Just go all in
Where to begin eludes me
Ruling ever deeper
This massive endeavor
Ominous and daunting
Crippling undertaking
Just take the step
Just take the swing
Just take the bite
Just go all in
Take the step
Take the swing
Take the bite
Just take the bite
Take the step
Take the swing
Take the bite
Just go all in
Where to begin eludes me
Without you to remind me
Just begin
A Perfect Circle - Eat The Elephant Album Lyrics
A Perfect Circle - Eat The Elephant Lyrics
Writer: Maynard James Keenan, William L Howerdel
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Disillusioned
(Dopamine, on dopamine...)
We have been overrun by our animal desire
Addicts of the immediate keep us obedient and unaware
Feeding this mutation, this Pavlovian despair
We've become disillusioned
So we run towards anything glimmering
Time to put the silicon obsession down
Take a look around, find a way in the silence
Lie supine away with your back to the ground
Dis- and re-connect to the resonance now
You were never an island
Unique voice among the many in this choir
Tuning into each other, lift all higher
(Dopamine, on dopamine...)
Willingly been re-wired by clever agents within
Looping our reflections, our obsessions draw us in
Fix and fixation, no sentience beyond
We've become disillusioned
So we dive like crows towards anything glittering
Time to put the silicon obsession down
Take a look around, find a way in the silence
Lie supine away with your back to the ground
Dis- and re-connect to the resonance now
You were never an island
Unique voice among the many in this choir
Tuning into each other, lift all higher
[Thanks to lizzykp for adding these lyrics]
We have been overrun by our animal desire
Addicts of the immediate keep us obedient and unaware
Feeding this mutation, this Pavlovian despair
We've become disillusioned
So we run towards anything glimmering
Time to put the silicon obsession down
Take a look around, find a way in the silence
Lie supine away with your back to the ground
Dis- and re-connect to the resonance now
You were never an island
Unique voice among the many in this choir
Tuning into each other, lift all higher
(Dopamine, on dopamine...)
Willingly been re-wired by clever agents within
Looping our reflections, our obsessions draw us in
Fix and fixation, no sentience beyond
We've become disillusioned
So we dive like crows towards anything glittering
Time to put the silicon obsession down
Take a look around, find a way in the silence
Lie supine away with your back to the ground
Dis- and re-connect to the resonance now
You were never an island
Unique voice among the many in this choir
Tuning into each other, lift all higher
[Thanks to lizzykp for adding these lyrics]
Writer: Maynard James Keenan, Billy Howerdel, Dave Sardy
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
The Contrarian
Hello, he lied
Like velvet this magician's
Sleight of tongue and hand
Hello, he lied
Beware, belie his smile
As warm and calculated as heroin
Beware the Contrarian
Within everyone
A scale, a voice
Everyone but him
Core is black as pitch
Soul is out of tune
Advocate of none
Beware, belie his smile
Will cost you everything
Cloak and masquerades
Contempt for everyone
Hello, hello, he lied
Hello, he lied
Like velvet this magician's
Sleight of tongue and hand
Hello, he lied
Beware, belie his smile
As warm and calculated as heroin
Beware the Contrarian
Like velvet this magician's
Sleight of tongue and hand
Hello, he lied
Beware, belie his smile
As warm and calculated as heroin
Beware the Contrarian
Within everyone
A scale, a voice
Everyone but him
Core is black as pitch
Soul is out of tune
Advocate of none
Beware, belie his smile
Will cost you everything
Cloak and masquerades
Contempt for everyone
Hello, hello, he lied
Hello, he lied
Like velvet this magician's
Sleight of tongue and hand
Hello, he lied
Beware, belie his smile
As warm and calculated as heroin
Beware the Contrarian
Writer: Maynard James Keenan
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
The Doomed
Behold a new Christ
Behold the same old horde
Gather at the altering
New beginning, new word
And the word was death
And the word was without light
The new beatitude:
"Good luck, you're on your own"
Blessed are the fornicates
May we bend down to be their whores
Blessed are the rich
May we labor, deliver them more
Blessed are the envious
Bless the slothful, the wrathful, the vain
Blessed are the gluttonous
May they feast us to famine and war
What of the pious, the pure of heart, the peaceful?
What of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful?
All doomed
All doomed
Behold a new Christ
Behold the same old horde
Gather at the altering
New beginning, new word
And the word was death
And the word was without light
The new beatitude: "Good luck..."
What of the pious, the pure of heart, the peaceful?
What of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful?
What of the righteous? What of the charitable?
What of the truthful, the dutiful, the decent?
Doomed are the poor
Doomed are the peaceful
Doomed are the meek
Doomed are the merciful
For the word is now death
And the word is now without light
The new beatitude:
"F*ck the doomed, you're on your own"
Behold the same old horde
Gather at the altering
New beginning, new word
And the word was death
And the word was without light
The new beatitude:
"Good luck, you're on your own"
Blessed are the fornicates
May we bend down to be their whores
Blessed are the rich
May we labor, deliver them more
Blessed are the envious
Bless the slothful, the wrathful, the vain
Blessed are the gluttonous
May they feast us to famine and war
What of the pious, the pure of heart, the peaceful?
What of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful?
All doomed
All doomed
Behold a new Christ
Behold the same old horde
Gather at the altering
New beginning, new word
And the word was death
And the word was without light
The new beatitude: "Good luck..."
What of the pious, the pure of heart, the peaceful?
What of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful?
What of the righteous? What of the charitable?
What of the truthful, the dutiful, the decent?
Doomed are the poor
Doomed are the peaceful
Doomed are the meek
Doomed are the merciful
For the word is now death
And the word is now without light
The new beatitude:
"F*ck the doomed, you're on your own"
Writer: Maynard James Keenan, William Howerdel
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
So Long And Thanks For All The Fish
Time is money and money is time
We wasted every second dime
On diets, lawyers, shrinks and apps
And flags, and plastic surgery
Now Willy Wonka, Major Tom
Ali and Leia have moved on
Signal the final curtain call
In all this atomic pageantry
Bravissimo, hip-hip hooray
For this fireworks display
Mind and body blown away
What a radiant crescendo
Ticker tape parade
Our hair and skin like
Marilyn Monroe
In an empty wind
Time is money and money is time
We wasted every second dime
On politicians, fancy water
And guns, and plastic surgery
Like our Prince, and Reenies mom
All the dolphins have moved on
Signaling the final curtain call
In all this atomic pageantry
Bravissimo, hip-hip hooray
What a glorious display
Melt our joyous hearts away
Under the mushroom cloud confetti
Hip-hip hooray
For this fireworks display
Mind and body blown away
What a radiant crescendo
Hip-hip hooray
Hip-hip hooray
Ticker tape parade
Our hair and skin like
Marilyn Monroe
In an empty wind
Time is money and money is time
We wasted every second dime
On diets, lawyers, shrinks and apps
And flags, and plastic surgery
Now Willy Wonka, Major Tom
Ali and Leia have moved on
Signal the final curtain call
In all this atomic pageantry
[Thanks to tylerfreeman1987 for adding these lyrics]
[Thanks to drab_man, jeffmo187 for correcting these lyrics]
We wasted every second dime
On diets, lawyers, shrinks and apps
And flags, and plastic surgery
Now Willy Wonka, Major Tom
Ali and Leia have moved on
Signal the final curtain call
In all this atomic pageantry
Bravissimo, hip-hip hooray
For this fireworks display
Mind and body blown away
What a radiant crescendo
Ticker tape parade
Our hair and skin like
Marilyn Monroe
In an empty wind
Time is money and money is time
We wasted every second dime
On politicians, fancy water
And guns, and plastic surgery
Like our Prince, and Reenies mom
All the dolphins have moved on
Signaling the final curtain call
In all this atomic pageantry
Bravissimo, hip-hip hooray
What a glorious display
Melt our joyous hearts away
Under the mushroom cloud confetti
Hip-hip hooray
For this fireworks display
Mind and body blown away
What a radiant crescendo
Hip-hip hooray
Hip-hip hooray
Ticker tape parade
Our hair and skin like
Marilyn Monroe
In an empty wind
Time is money and money is time
We wasted every second dime
On diets, lawyers, shrinks and apps
And flags, and plastic surgery
Now Willy Wonka, Major Tom
Ali and Leia have moved on
Signal the final curtain call
In all this atomic pageantry
[Thanks to tylerfreeman1987 for adding these lyrics]
[Thanks to drab_man, jeffmo187 for correcting these lyrics]
Writer: Jeff Friedl, Billy Howerdel, Maynard James Keenan, Matt McJunkuns, James Iha
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
TalkTalk
You're waiting on miracles
We're bleeding out
Thoughts and prayers, adorable
Like cake in a crisis
We're bleeding out
While you deliberate
Bodies accumulate
Sit and talk like Jesus
Try walking like Jesus
Sit and talk like Jesus
Talk like Jesus
Talk, talk, talk, talk
Get the f*ck out of my way
Don't be the problem, be the solution
Don't be the problem, be the solution
Don't be the problem, be the solution
Problem, problem, problem, problem
Faith without works is
Talk without works is
Faith without works is
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Sit and talk like Jesus
Try walking like Jesus
Sit and talk like Jesus
Try walking like Jesus
Try braving the rain
Try lifting the stone
Try extending a hand
Try walking your talk or get the f*ck out of my way
We're bleeding out
Thoughts and prayers, adorable
Like cake in a crisis
We're bleeding out
While you deliberate
Bodies accumulate
Sit and talk like Jesus
Try walking like Jesus
Sit and talk like Jesus
Talk like Jesus
Talk, talk, talk, talk
Get the f*ck out of my way
Don't be the problem, be the solution
Don't be the problem, be the solution
Don't be the problem, be the solution
Problem, problem, problem, problem
Faith without works is
Talk without works is
Faith without works is
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Sit and talk like Jesus
Try walking like Jesus
Sit and talk like Jesus
Try walking like Jesus
Try braving the rain
Try lifting the stone
Try extending a hand
Try walking your talk or get the f*ck out of my way
Writer: Maynard James Keenan, Billy Howerdel
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
By And Down The River
Moving in and out of the shadow
It's no easy mission, holding on to how I picture you
Showing only bits and pieces
'Til the light betray you and your empty allocution
Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace of humility
Searching your eyes for the saint is an act of futility
Searching your eyes for a hint or trace of it
Searching your eyes for humility
Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace
I'm still searching, searching
Showing only bits and pieces
'Til the tide betrays you and your empty elocution
Float the Piper by and down the river
Carcass crippled underneath the pounding waves of adoration
Pied Piper, float on down the river
Bloated carcass crippled me, the weight of adoration
Moving in and out of the shadows
It's no easy mission, holding on to how I picture you
It's no easy mission, holding on to how I picture you
Showing only bits and pieces
'Til the light betray you and your empty allocution
Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace of humility
Searching your eyes for the saint is an act of futility
Searching your eyes for a hint or trace of it
Searching your eyes for humility
Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace
I'm still searching, searching
Showing only bits and pieces
'Til the tide betrays you and your empty elocution
Float the Piper by and down the river
Carcass crippled underneath the pounding waves of adoration
Pied Piper, float on down the river
Bloated carcass crippled me, the weight of adoration
Moving in and out of the shadows
It's no easy mission, holding on to how I picture you
Writer: Billy Howerdel, Maynard James Keenan
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Delicious
How inconvenient and unexpected and harrowing for you
As consequences tend to be
For the rest of us so delicious to witness your dread
Poetic justice consummate
Not unlike you to heedlessly
Hoist away your smug grenade
Arrogant and insolent
You don't give a damn
Collateral be damned
Not unlike you to hoist away
Hoist away your smug grenade
Choice and bed be made
Good night, sleep tight
So delicious
For the rest of us to witness your dread
Poetic justice consummate
Not unlike you to heedlessly
Hoist by your own vain petard
Wrong side of history
You don't give a damn
Collateral be damned
Not unlike you to hoist away
Hoist away your smug grenade
Choice and bed be made
Good night, sleep tight
[Thanks to aic66 for correcting these lyrics]
As consequences tend to be
For the rest of us so delicious to witness your dread
Poetic justice consummate
Not unlike you to heedlessly
Hoist away your smug grenade
Arrogant and insolent
You don't give a damn
Collateral be damned
Not unlike you to hoist away
Hoist away your smug grenade
Choice and bed be made
Good night, sleep tight
So delicious
For the rest of us to witness your dread
Poetic justice consummate
Not unlike you to heedlessly
Hoist by your own vain petard
Wrong side of history
You don't give a damn
Collateral be damned
Not unlike you to hoist away
Hoist away your smug grenade
Choice and bed be made
Good night, sleep tight
[Thanks to aic66 for correcting these lyrics]
Writer: Maynard James Keenan
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Hourglass
Red flag red, all the sentinels are dead
The Tokyo kitty, swallow, rose, and canary
Tick tick tick, do you recognize the sounds as the grains count down?
Trickle down right in front of you
You tickle tickle tickle, all your neck hairs prickle
As they barbecue the sentinels, and eat them right in front of you
Hourglass smash, a million little pieces
They count down, carry on, five, four, three, two
[Chorus]
Plutocrat breaks down too
Democrat breaks down too
Oligarch breaks down too
Republicrat breaks down too
Aristocrat breaks down too
Cenocrat breaks down to
Oligarch breaks down to
Republicrat breaks down to
No hope left in the hourglass
Red flag red, all the sentinels are dead
The Tokyo kitty, swallow, rose, and canary
Tick tick tick, do you recognize the sounds as the grains count down?
Trickle down right in front of you
You tickle tickle tickle, all your neck hairs prickle
As they barbecue the sentinels, and eat them right in front of you
Hourglass smash, a million little pieces
They count down, carry on, five, four, three, two
A ten, a nine, an eight
A ten, a nine, an eight
A ten, a nine, an eight
Eight, seven, six
Five, four, three, two
A ten, a nine, an eight
Eight seven six
Five four three
The Tokyo kitty, swallow, rose, and canary
Tick tick tick, do you recognize the sounds as the grains count down?
Trickle down right in front of you
You tickle tickle tickle, all your neck hairs prickle
As they barbecue the sentinels, and eat them right in front of you
Hourglass smash, a million little pieces
They count down, carry on, five, four, three, two
[Chorus]
Plutocrat breaks down too
Democrat breaks down too
Oligarch breaks down too
Republicrat breaks down too
Aristocrat breaks down too
Cenocrat breaks down to
Oligarch breaks down to
Republicrat breaks down to
No hope left in the hourglass
Red flag red, all the sentinels are dead
The Tokyo kitty, swallow, rose, and canary
Tick tick tick, do you recognize the sounds as the grains count down?
Trickle down right in front of you
You tickle tickle tickle, all your neck hairs prickle
As they barbecue the sentinels, and eat them right in front of you
Hourglass smash, a million little pieces
They count down, carry on, five, four, three, two
A ten, a nine, an eight
A ten, a nine, an eight
A ten, a nine, an eight
Eight, seven, six
Five, four, three, two
A ten, a nine, an eight
Eight seven six
Five four three
Writer: Maynard James Keenan, Billy Howerdel
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Feathers
Damage has defined our border
All that matter forged in flame
Knowing little of your wounding
Share our mending all the same
Weight of words and wars we carried
I'm like you, just like you
Eyes of stone and storm and story
But shared, and well, we'll make it through
Sadness like a pendulum
Pulls us round and to and fro
Onus Fate and Undo Odium
Wall and anchor, armor, stone
[Chorus]
By the telling let them become
Let them all be feathers
Eyes of stone and [stone?] and story
Tell them well, we'll make it through
Onus Fate and Undo Odium
Wall and anger, armor, stone
By the telling may they become
May they all be feathers
All that matter forged in flame
Knowing little of your wounding
Share our mending all the same
Weight of words and wars we carried
I'm like you, just like you
Eyes of stone and storm and story
But shared, and well, we'll make it through
Sadness like a pendulum
Pulls us round and to and fro
Onus Fate and Undo Odium
Wall and anchor, armor, stone
[Chorus]
By the telling let them become
Let them all be feathers
Eyes of stone and [stone?] and story
Tell them well, we'll make it through
Onus Fate and Undo Odium
Wall and anger, armor, stone
By the telling may they become
May they all be feathers
Writer: Maynard James Keenan, William L Howerdel
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Get The Lead Out
Chit-chat, chit-chat
Ain't got time for that
We got places to be
We got mountains to climb
Shape the rainbow with me
Owe me so much time
Get the lead out
Suck it up, buttercup
Get the lead out
We got places to be
Get the lead out
Suck it up, buttercup
Get the lead out
Get the lead out
We got places to be
Get the lead out
Get the lead out
Get the lead out
Get the lead out
Get the lead out
Chit-chat, chit-chat
Ain't got time for that
Not one to dawdle, got
No time to coddle you
No time to coddle you
No time
Chit-chat, chit-chat
Ain't got time for that
Not one to dawdle, got
No time to coddle you
No time to coddle you
No time
Chit-chat, chit-chat
Ain't got time for that
Not one to dawdle, got
No time to coddle you
No time to coddle you
No time
Chit-chat, chit-chat
Ain't got time for that
Not one to dawdle, got
No time to coddle you
No time to coddle you
Ain't got time for that
We got places to be
We got mountains to climb
Shape the rainbow with me
Owe me so much time
Get the lead out
Suck it up, buttercup
Get the lead out
We got places to be
Get the lead out
Suck it up, buttercup
Get the lead out
Get the lead out
We got places to be
Get the lead out
Get the lead out
Get the lead out
Get the lead out
Get the lead out
Chit-chat, chit-chat
Ain't got time for that
Not one to dawdle, got
No time to coddle you
No time to coddle you
No time
Chit-chat, chit-chat
Ain't got time for that
Not one to dawdle, got
No time to coddle you
No time to coddle you
No time
Chit-chat, chit-chat
Ain't got time for that
Not one to dawdle, got
No time to coddle you
No time to coddle you
No time
Chit-chat, chit-chat
Ain't got time for that
Not one to dawdle, got
No time to coddle you
No time to coddle you
Writer: Jeff Friedl, Billy Howerdel, Maynard James Keenan, Matt McJunkins, James Iha
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Eat the Elephant is the fourth studio album by American rock band A Perfect Circle. It is their first album release in fourteen years since 2004's Emotive. While early work on new material traces back to as early as 2008, years of slow progress would ensue due to conflict between the band's chief music writers, frontman Maynard James Keenan and guitarist Billy Howerdel, largely stemming from their commitments to other projects and inability to come to an agreement on the direction to take the band. Renewed focus, alongside assistance from music producer Dave Sardy, helped propel the band into much more productive sessions across 2017, with the album being completed in early 2018. Thematically, the album covers a variety of Keenan's views on modern societal, religious, and political issues, focusing on his perceived lack of accountability in humanity. Musically, the album was viewed as an extension and maturation of their rock sound, adding more piano and electronic elements into songs for a more mellow sound than prior albums.
The album was released on April 20, 2018, after four singles were released in advance: "The Doomed" in October 2017, "Disillusioned" in January 2018, "TalkTalk" in February 2018, and "So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish" in April 2018. The album was generally well received by critics, who praised it for being a successful comeback album, and the maturation in the band's sound, though some lamented the lack of more hard rock songs from band's prior work. The album debuted at number 3 on the US Billboard 200 chart, their fourth album to debut in the top 4 of the chart, and debuted in the top 10 of eight other countries' album charts.
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A Perfect CircleThe album was released on April 20, 2018, after four singles were released in advance: "The Doomed" in October 2017, "Disillusioned" in January 2018, "TalkTalk" in February 2018, and "So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish" in April 2018. The album was generally well received by critics, who praised it for being a successful comeback album, and the maturation in the band's sound, though some lamented the lack of more hard rock songs from band's prior work. The album debuted at number 3 on the US Billboard 200 chart, their fourth album to debut in the top 4 of the chart, and debuted in the top 10 of eight other countries' album charts.
Genre(s): Progressive rock, atmospheric rock, hard rock
Producer(s): Dave Sardy, Billy Howerdel, Maynard James Keenan
Length: 57:07
Released: April 20th, 2018
Year: 2018