Plumage - Menomena

Animal

I’m nothing more than an animal

In search of another animal

To tame and claim as my own

You danced for me

Sang me songs and you spread your wings

Flashed your colors and lured me

Into your nest for the night

I was all suited up

With nowhere to go

But you made me honest

And you gave me a home

Now even when you draw me near I’ll know

You’re still an arm’s length away

And I don’t want to be just anybody to you

I want to be your one and only mate for life

Instead I’m just like everybody else who’s tried

I’ve got to, I’ve got to say

So long to my ideals

(I guess I ought to face)

They served me once, and served me well

(I guess I ought to face my)

Now they only serve to spin my wheels

I guess I ought to face

I guess I ought to face my fate

I once was tragically hip, and beautifully fine

Now my beautiful hips are tragically wide

Now every time I try to draw you near

I know you’re still an arm’s length away

At least try to make it feel sincere and worthwhile to stay

'Cause I don’t want to be just anybody to you

I want to be your one and only mate for life

Instead I’m just like everybody else who’s tried

I’ve got to, I’ve got to say

(I guess I ought to face my)

I guess I ought to face

So long to my ideals

(I guess I ought to face)

They served me once, and served me well

(I guess I ought to face my)

Now they only serve to spin my wheels

I guess I ought to face

I guess I ought to face