Somewhere beyond the iron fence Lives the good heart of all men But due to nature's bothering heights A man must show no glimpse of gain nor fright
They say you must become an animal Or the animal to protect us The good animal and so we go to war
I do agree, adhere Of men are purely evil For whereas I was born with a spoon in me mouth Others are nurtured with a bullet in their hands
They say you must become an animal Or the animal to protect us The good good animal and so we go to war
But I believe in the little bit of my young years Of tasting fruits of fear in the depths of my own sorrows Love is all I need to give Although it clearly hasn't been dear to me
