Money Shot

[Verse 1: Maynard James Keenan] 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 (And now) [Pre-Chorus: Carina Round] Here it comes, here it— Here it comes, here it, here it— Here it comes, here it— Here it comes, here it, here it comes Here it comes, here it— Here it comes, here it, here it— Here it comes, here it— Here it comes, here it— [Chorus: Maynard] Grind away, bang away (Here comes the money shot) Pound away, fingerbang away (Here comes the money shot) Grind away, bang away (Here comes the money shot) Pound away, fingerbang away Money shot your load [Verse 2: Maynard] 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 [Chorus: Maynard, Carina] Grind away, bang away (Here comes the money shot) Pound away, fingerbang away (Here comes the money shot) Grind away, bang away (Here comes the money shot) Pound away, fingerbang away (Here comes the money shot) (Here it comes, here it—) Grind away, bang away (Here comes the money shot) (Here it comes, here it, here it comes) Pound away, fingerbang away (Here comes the money shot) (Here it comes, here it—) Grind away, bang away (Here comes the money shot) (Here it comes, here it, here it comes) Pound away, fingerbang away (Here comes the money shot)