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)