| These people are animals!
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| Every bit of skin doesn’t mean a thing, we’re all dogs!
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| Still, I’m wanting to feel like I’m not one of them
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| I’m just wanting to peel it off
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| I confess I would love to see you naked
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| I’d release you into the wild and watch you run on all four limbs
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| And to I, the detailed contours of your face make it evident that there is bone
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| behind your skin
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| Once undressed I would show the world your shame
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| The animal I always knew you were now on display for all the world!
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| And aghast! |
| The bone that held up your self image is not homo sapien,
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| it’s of an indecipherable origin
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| Oh creator, what is this?
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| Mother, father, what the hell is going on?
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| Evolution and progress occur slowly over time leaving trace amounts of evidence
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| I digress, the point of stripping you in public is not to embarrass
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| But to enlighten and educate
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| And though a mess, you’d sob at first and be quite frightened
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| Eventually you’d find balance, you’d find pleasure in your primal state
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| Oh innovator, what are we?
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| Brother, sister, where the hell do I belong?
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| «Evolution? |
| Bull shit! |
| I assure you we’ve been like this all along!»
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| Little believer, no fits!
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| Pastor, priest, allow us join you in a song: «I am no monkey sir!»
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| We wanted to be just like Him
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| We wanted to be men
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| We wanted to be infallible
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| We just wanted a sure thing
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| We wanted to be invincible
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| We wanted to be colossal
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| We wanted to rewrite history
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| We wanted to grow and thrive
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| These people are animals!
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| Every bit of skin doesn’t mean a thing, we’re all dogs!
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| These people are animals!
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| Every bit of skin doesn’t mean a thing, we’re all fucked!
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| Still, I’m wanting to feel like I’m not one of them, wanting to feel at all…
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| Oh creator, what a mess!
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| Mother, father, what the hell is going on?
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| Evolution, unless you count the fanatics who try and burn the evidence
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| Little believer. |
| Large head filled with thoughts about sex and where it fits
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| Give me a small town with no leash laws or petty thinkers
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| My girl, she wants to let her insides out
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| These people are animals!
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| Every bit of skin doesn’t mean a thing, we’re all dogs!
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| If you want it then it’s probably wrong
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| If you have it then it’s probably not enough
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| These people are animals!
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| Every bit of skin doesn’t mean a thing, we’re all fucked!
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| If you want it then it’s probably wrong
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| If you have it then it’s probably not enough
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| Still, I’m wanting to feel like I’m not one of them, wanting to feel at all… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song These People Are Animals , by - ORBS. Song from the album Past Life Regression, in the genre Иностранный рок