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We've found 2,451 lyrics, 2 artists, and 18 albums matching h by tool:

Artists:

Tool · Power Tool


Albums:

Tool Muziq (Pastor Troy) · Tool Box (Aaron Tippin) · Love You Tool (MihayLove) · Behind the Tool-Shed (Kitten in Manville) · A Gothic Acoustic Tribute to Tool (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Anotomica: The String Quartet Tribute to Tool (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Third Eye Open: The String Tribute to Tool (Eric Gorfain) · Power Tool Stigmata (Godhead) · Tool Box (Calexico) · Metamorphic: The String Quartet Tribute to Tool, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 8 other albums »


A man is known by his tools
I earn my keep with my tools
Fools, you fools, you fools, you fools
You will not touch my tools
I want to know what
Your coolness together! worshipping
Together in the church of your
Choice...(only in america...)

Call any vegetable call it by name
Aw, you gotta
take us in out beds
Death by stone
Death by silence
Death by sorrow
The d.h.a.o.h. closes the book
The d.h.a.o.h. closes the discussion
Iron birds of fortune
Adrift above the skies
Cloudy revelations
Unseen by naked eyes

Flying tools of torment
Will penetrate the sphere
Erupt
to help your day go by
I said it's a musical, natural high
Ooh, on station h.A.P.P.Y.
H.A.P.P.Y., we plan to help your day go by
Musical natural high
Go by the name of the King Ad Rock, rock
Super educated I'm smarter than Spock, Spock
Every time you here me you will agree
Ain't no brother like
Prowlin' like a tomcat
Stunned at what I see
Should I stay or should I leave?
Too much, not enough P-C-H
Too much, not enough P-C-H
Feelin' kind of free
Tools of separation

Reviving the dead
Confined by virtue

This pain is haunting me
Nightmares are hunting me
This is no way of life
I can't
created by corruption the
Whisperes dispersing uncertainty a savage provoked by mankind the ultimate tool of
Conspiracy assigned by a mind deceit
to help your day go by
I said it's a musical, natural high
Ooh, on station h.A.P.P.Y.
H.A.P.P.Y., we plan to help your day go by
Musical natural high
A platable reality prepared behind doors
Safe for the masses who care for more

Submission's the tool used against us

Consumed by the dollar the greed it
I see you standing there
With your cannibal's eyes
A meal is coming
It's wandering by

X-machine
A room a cube
Laid before me
Is a murderer's
to help your day go by
I said it's a musical, natural high
Ooh, on station h.A.P.P.Y.
H.A.P.P.Y., we plan to help your day go by
Musical natural high
a dollar against this next line"

I said, "don't let the sunshine fool ya
Don't let the bluebirds tool ya
Don't let the women do ya
Put your hand in mine"
Hallelujah

Once I was ??? bound 
by the name of J-E-S-U-S
To V-I-C-T-O-R-Y
I am ?? 

My man, I call upon you
Because you look so very strong
Lacing his lady with chinchillas and rocks
And he's all I want in my world

Ghetto Love
G-H-E-T-T-O
We get high together
G-H-E-T-T-O

Lately I been
drinks down and pick them tools up
And if dude trippin we hit dude up
And you ain't shit if you ain't never been screwed up [x2]

We drop the top down
Let us now praise a carpenter and the things that he made
And the way that he lived by the tools of his trade
I can still hear his hammer singing
guns
'Cause a nigga is runnin' out of funds
But H Rap says, "Freedom got a strap"

I wish I was in Dixie
AK, AK
Then shit wouldn't have been bad in
heart

Bopping down by the whirlpool
I met a girl she was god's tool
I said girl wouldn't you like to rock
But could it give me love
Give me little love
from her heart 

Bopping down by the whirlpool 
I met a girl she was god's tool 
I said girl wouldn't you like to rock 
But could it give me love
can't get by, boy

Don't let the sunshine fool you
And don't let the bluebirds tool ya
And don't let the women do ya
Put your hand in mine

Don't
They whispered his name again and again
Listen to the tone like a hollwood persona
An image so big don't you know...
The legend of H. Gane Ciro
that

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
Was herbin' 'em in the home of the Terrapins
Got it dirt cheap for
Nobody seems to care about you
With your tool case by the roadside
There beneath the power lines
Or the pallor of your skin
Paled beneath