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orbs - these people are animals lyrics

these people are animals!
every bit of skin doesn’t mean a thing, we’re all dogs!
still, i’m wanting to feel like i’m not one of them
i’m just wanting to peel it off

i confess i would love to see you naked
i’d release you into the wild and watch you run on all four limbs
and to i, the detailed contours of your face make it evident that there is bone behind your skin
once undressed i would show the world your shame
the animal i always knew you were now on display for all the world!
and aghast! the bone that held up your self image is not h0m- sapien, it’s of an indecipherable origin

oh creator, what is this?
mother, father, what the h-ll is going on?
evolution and progress occur slowly over time leaving trace amounts of evidence

i digress, the point of stripping you in public is not to embarr-ss
but to enlighten and educate
and though a mess, you’d sob at first and be quite frightened
eventually you’d find balance, you’d find pleasure in your primal state

oh innovator, what are we?
brother, sister, where the h-ll do i belong?
“evolution? bull sh-t! i -ssure you we’ve been like this all along!”
little believer, no fits!
pastor, priest, allow us join you in a song: “i am no monkey sir!”

we wanted to be just like him
we wanted to be men
we wanted to be infallible
we just wanted a sure thing
we wanted to be invincible
we wanted to be colossal
we wanted to rewrite history
we wanted to grow and thrive

these people are animals!
every bit of skin doesn’t mean a thing, we’re all dogs!
these people are animals!
every bit of skin doesn’t mean a thing, we’re all f-cked!
still, i’m wanting to feel like i’m not one of them, wanting to feel at all…

oh creator, what a mess!
mother, father, what the h-ll is going on?
evolution, unless you count the fanatics who try and burn the evidence
little believer. large head filled with thoughts about s-x and where it fits
give me a small town with no leash laws or petty thinkers
my girl, she wants to let her insides out

these people are animals!
every bit of skin doesn’t mean a thing, we’re all dogs!
if you want it then it’s probably wrong
if you have it then it’s probably not enough
these people are animals!
every bit of skin doesn’t mean a thing, we’re all f-cked!
if you want it then it’s probably wrong
if you have it then it’s probably not enough
still, i’m wanting to feel like i’m not one of them, wanting to feel at all…

- orbs lyrics

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