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 it's time to rest,
Ask 'what's next? '

We are all animals x4

Well it's 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

We are all animals x4

Well it's 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