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Right in Two by Tool.
It's all good but here's a juicy verse:
"Monkey killing, monkey killing monkey over pieces of the ground.
Silly monkeys, Give them thumbs, they make a club To beat their brother down.
How they've survived so misguided is a mystery.
Repugnant is a creature who would squander the ability To lift an eye to heaven, conscious of his fleeting time here."
This is the song that first came to mind for me. I was only in high school but this song taught me so much. It had never been put into words to me like that. I've always carried the meaning with me and it still breaks my heart to watch the world constantly cut it all right in two.
--Don't these talking monkeys know that Eden has enough to go around?
Plenty in this holy garden, silly monkeys Where there's one, you're bound to divide it...
Right in two--
Ahh I love that one.
Similarly, this verse but particularly the last two lines from it, from 'A Perfect Circle - The Doomed'. Always hits me hard. So relevant and sad:
Blessed are the fornicants
May we bend down to be their whor*s
Blessed are the rich
May we labor, deliver them more
Blessed are the envious
Bless the slothful, the wrathful, the vain
Blessed are the gluttonous
May they feast us to famine and war
Yes, another excellent Maynard song! What an absolute bard.