Similes

oil and water- Incubus

You and I are like oil and water
And we've been trying, trying, trying
Ohhhhh, to mix it up

We've been dancing on a volcano
And we've been crying, crying, crying
Over blackened souls

Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather

I've been smiling with anchors on my shoulders
But I've been dying, dying, dying
Ohhh, ohhh, oh to let them go

Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather

Babe, this wouldn't be the first time
It will not be the last time
We were trying to believe everything would get better

We've been lying to each other
Hey babe
Let's just call it, call it, call it
Ohhhhhh, what it is
Oil and water
Oil and water
Oil and water

i believe this sing is about a relationship thats going bad, and you dont know why. they dont go together any more, they dont mix. they try so hard to work it out, but is just wont work.







Vicarious- Tool


Eye on the t.v cuz tragedy thrills me.
Whatever flavor it happens to be.
(like)
Killed by the husband...
drowned by the ocean...
Shot by his own son...
she used a poison in his tea, Then she kissed him goodbye.
That's My kinda story
It's no fun till someone dies.

Don't look at me like I am a monster.
Frown out your one face but with the other you
Stare like a junkie into the t.v.
Stare like a zombie
while the mother holds her child. Watches him die.
Hands to the sky, cryin' "why, oh why?"

Cuz I need to watch things die, from a distance.
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
You all need it too don't lie.

Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause till the blood is flowing.
Neither the brave nor bold nor brightest of stories told,
We won't give pause till the blood is flowing.

i need to watch things die, from a good safe distance.
Vicariously, i live while the whole world dies.
you all feel the same so why can't we just admit it?

Blood like rain come down. Drum on grave and ground.
Part Vampire, Part warrior, Carnivore, and Voyeur
Stare at the transmittal. Sing to the death rattle

Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men.
Pull your head on out your hippy haze and give a listen.
Shouldn't have to say it all again.
The universe is hostile. so Impersonal. devour to survive.
So it is. So it's always been.

We all feed on tragedy. It's like Blood to a vampire.
vicariously, I live while the whole world dies.
Much better you than i.




well Vicarious means to see through someone elses eyes/ point of view. i believe this song is about how all people do is watch tv. its all crap, watching us kill our selfs. watching reality, watching tragedys, just watching. all we do is watch and we do nothing about it.