Moneyshot (Live)

Boulders to rocks, gravel to sand
Leaving you nothing but beaches
You used to move mountains, a wave of your hand
Now you just finger the pieces, not

Here it comes, here it
Here it comes, here it, here it
Here it comes, here it
Here it comes, hear it, here it
Here it comes, here it
Here it comes, hear it, hear it
Here it comes, here it
Here it comes, here it

Grind away, bang away (here comes the money shot)
Pound away, finger bang away (here comes the money shot)
Grind away, bang away (here comes the money shot)
Pound away, finger bang away
(Money shot your load)

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Forest for trees, pounding timber to dust
Chipping your way to confusion
You used to be driven by mission and lust
Now it's just dull compensation

Grind away, pound away (here comes the money shot)
Pounds away, finger bang away (here comes the money shot)
Grinds away, pound away (here comes the money shot)
Pounds away, finger bang away (here comes the money shot)

Grind away, bang away (here comes the money shot)
Pounds away, finger bang away (here comes the money shot)
Grinds away, bang away (here comes the money shot)
Pound away, finger bang away, here comes the money shot



Credits
Writer(s): Maynard James Keenan, Jeremy Mathew Mitchell, Carina Dianne Round
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