We are the animals,
Who have lost our hair
Retained some of our teeth
And gained a choice
We'll chase food, money and sex
Until satisfied
And when its time to rest
Ask whats next?
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We are all animals
Well its hard enough to retain control
When our instincts are egging us on
With biologists and chemists reducing our souls
To four letters
And when we think about it
We're like a masterpiece
Whose glimpsed, the artist?
We are, the machines
Carrying our various genes
Then discarded,
When the job is done
We are the diciples
Who have lost our way
Kicked from our pedestal when Darwin burnt the book
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We are all animals
Well its hard enough to retain control
When our instincts are egging us on
Biologists and chemists reducing our souls
To four letters
Will genes replace Genesis?
We're like a masterpiece
Whose glimpsed the artist?
We like to think we're at a special place; the stars revolve around the human race
But we're just mammals, just, primates
Like chimps or g'rillas
We see the hair on our face
And look at another primate
You and I, we relate
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We are all animals
