Animals - The Jazz Butcher

Living TV, telly of the dead

Spitting fear and superstition into my head:

Six long months sitting in the dark

Red Band cigarettes, living like a no-mark

So let’s take the car to where the animals are

I don’t believe I’ve ever seen you travel so far

Let’s all go where the animals go

And I’ll show you a thing or two the animals know

And I don’t care how civilised you take yourself to be

No, I don’t care.

No. I don’t care

So let’s all do what the animals do

Instead of what the people keep telling us to

Let’s all behave like it’s an animals' rave

Have a little fun before we go to our graves

Because we still see what the animals see

I can tell by the way you’ve been looking at me

Let’s just say this the animals' way:

If I say I’m going to kill you, it’s because I’m going to eat you

And I don’t care how civilised you take yourself to be

No, I don’t care.

No. I don’t care

Let’s have a can in the back of the van

Everyone pretend to be an elephant man

Let’s have a can in the back of the van

Everyone pretend to be an elephant, man

Because you’ve got to have a plan in the back of the van

Everyone pretend to be an elephant man

You’ve got to have a can in the back of the van

Everyone pretend…