The Pot è un brano dall’ultimo album dei Tool, 10000 days, band guidata da Maynard James Keenan (voce anche degli A Perfect Circle), ed è caratterizzato da una preponderanza strumentale da parte del batterista Danny Carey ed il basso intrusivo di James Chanchellor. The Pot, che in inglese può essere sia un riferimento alla marijuana che significare semplicemente “vaso, recipiente”, è fra i brani più violenti dell’intera discografia dei Tool, ed è una forte invettiva contro l’ipocrisia ecclesiastica, ma anche dell’americano tipico contrario alle droghe ricreative ma dipendente dall’alcol.

Who are you to wave your finger?
You must have been out of your head
Eye hole deep in muddy waters
You practically raised the dead

Rob the grave to snow the cradle
Then burn the evidence down
Soapbox, house of cards and glass
So don’t go tossin’ your stones around

You must have been high
You must have been high
You must have been

Foot in mouth and head up ass
So what you talkin’ ‘bout?
Difficult to dance ‘round this one
‘Til you pull it out, boy!

You must have been so high
You must have been so high

Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference
Kangaroo done hung the jury with the innocent

Now you’re weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must have been high, high
You must have been high, high

Who are you to wave your finger?
So full of it
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Fuckin’ hypocrite

Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me what’s the difference?
Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent

Now you’re weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must’ve been!

So who are you to wave your finger?
Who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me?
You must have been out your mind!

Weepin’ shades of indigo shed without a reason
Weepin’ shades of indigo

Liar, lawyer, mirror for you, what’s the difference?
Kangaroo be stoned. He’s guilty as the government

Now you’re weeping shades of cozened indigo
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye!
Now when you pissed all over my black kettle
You must’ve been high, high, high, high

Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Your balls deep in muddy waters
Ganja, please, you must have been out your mind!