Something has to change.
Undeniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden
anyone should bear.
Constant over stimulation numbs me
But I would not
want you any other way.
Just not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems
to satisfy.
I said, I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to
feel, to know I'm alive.
Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me
that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take
my.
I can help you change tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word
and we'll be well upon our waaay.
Blend and balance pain and comfort deep
within you
till you will not want me any other way.
But it's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.
Knuckle
deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll
get used to.
Relax. Slip awaaaaaaaay.
Chupa minha pica
pichu
Chupa minha pica pinto
Something kinda sad about,
the way
that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of
subtlety?
How can it mean anything to me,
if I really don't feel a
thing at all?
I'll, keep, digging
till I, feel, something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that
we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax, turn
around and take my hand
Stinkfist Video (MV)
"Stinkfist", also referred to as Track #1 due to the perceived offensiveness of the actual title, is a song by American rock band Tool.
It is their first industry single and first music video release from their second major label album Ænima.
The song title, the lyrics and the perceived subject matter (fisting and drug addiction) caused changes to be made to the originally released version by TV and radio programmers, who also shortened the track.
Keenan said the use of the words "stink" and "fist" and the resulting perception of "fist fucking" is actually symbolic in dealing with a friend of drummer Danny Carey who "isn't afraid of getting his hands dirty" rather than a "write-off" of the sexual term. Instead, fisting is a metaphor for the real cause of ailment.
The music video for "Stinkfist" was created with stop-motion animation techniques featuring live actors, and was directed by the band's guitarist Adam Jones (who had previous experience in art direction and animation).
The video was ranked at number six in a feature on Scuzz of viewer's top 50 music videos of all time, and number one in its list of the "Top 10 Most F*cked Up Videos".
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ToolIt is their first industry single and first music video release from their second major label album Ænima.
The song title, the lyrics and the perceived subject matter (fisting and drug addiction) caused changes to be made to the originally released version by TV and radio programmers, who also shortened the track.
Keenan said the use of the words "stink" and "fist" and the resulting perception of "fist fucking" is actually symbolic in dealing with a friend of drummer Danny Carey who "isn't afraid of getting his hands dirty" rather than a "write-off" of the sexual term. Instead, fisting is a metaphor for the real cause of ailment.
The music video for "Stinkfist" was created with stop-motion animation techniques featuring live actors, and was directed by the band's guitarist Adam Jones (who had previous experience in art direction and animation).
The video was ranked at number six in a feature on Scuzz of viewer's top 50 music videos of all time, and number one in its list of the "Top 10 Most F*cked Up Videos".
From Album: Aenima
Genre(s): Alternative metal
Length: 5:11
Written by: ADAM JONES, DANIEL CAREY, MAYNARD JAMES KEENAN, PAUL M D'AMOUR
Produced by: David Bottrill
Released: October 1st, 1996
Year: 1996
Tool - Stinkfist Lyrics
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Something has to change.
Undeniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.
Constant over stimulation numbs me
But I would not want you any other way.
Just not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.
Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my.
I can help you change tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be well upon our waaay.
Blend and balance pain and comfort deep within you
till you will not want me any other way.
But it's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.
Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip awaaaaaaaay.
Chupa minha pica pichu
Chupa minha pica pinto
Something kinda sad about,
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
How can it mean anything to me,
if I really don't feel a thing at all?
I'll, keep, digging
till I, feel, something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax, turn around and take my hand
Undeniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear.
Constant over stimulation numbs me
But I would not want you any other way.
Just not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.
Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my.
I can help you change tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be well upon our waaay.
Blend and balance pain and comfort deep within you
till you will not want me any other way.
But it's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said, I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.
Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip awaaaaaaaay.
Chupa minha pica pichu
Chupa minha pica pinto
Something kinda sad about,
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
How can it mean anything to me,
if I really don't feel a thing at all?
I'll, keep, digging
till I, feel, something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax, turn around and take my hand
Writer: ADAM JONES, DANIEL CAREY, MAYNARD JAMES KEENAN, PAUL M D'AMOUR
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
