Tool - Eulogy music video idea
Setting
A cemetary
A big church/arena like the ones you see on tv with the tv preachers
Tool is at the cemetery as the preacher is being buried (playing)
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We'll miss him (x2)
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We'll miss him (x2)
We're going to miss him (x2)
So long
We wish you well
You told us how you weren't afraid to die
Well so long
Don't cry
Or feel too down
Not all martyrs see divinity
But at least you tried
Tool is on the front row watching him preach just as the collection basket comes their way
Standing above the crowd
He had a voice that was strong and loud
We'll miss him (x2)
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart
We'll miss him (x2)
We're going to miss him (x2)
Tool playing on the stage around him like they are apart of the show but not that important
No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me
Like I care at all
But you were so loud
You sure could yell
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud
It goes back to the cemetery for a short while
Back in the church: Maynard gets closer to the preacher
Standing above the crowd
He had a voice that was strong and loud
And I swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground
Someone who seemed to feel the same
Someone prepared to lead the way
And Someone who would die for me
Maynard pulls out a handgun
Will you?
Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fucking lie
Maynard points it at the preachers head
Don't you step out of line (x3)
Don't you fuckin' lie
You've claimed all this time that you would die for me
The preacher turns into a manikin
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eulogy?
Maynard pulls the trigger as the camera goes back to the cemetery
Tool playing at the cemetery again
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
Tool is in the front row again
Come down.
Get off your fuckin' cross
We need the fucking space
To nail the next fool martyr
Maynard goes up on stage to the preacher and takes his mic
To ascend you must die
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies