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Anthropology - Random Hand
As I sail past bricks light
Seems to lose all it's relevance
No greater good or intelligence
Brains sink down along the sun
Is it wrong if my main reaction's to run
Echoes four stories high in my spine
Quickening the pace 'cos you know
It's such a fine line
In time some sign will find you
Strange how your cautiousness will blind you
Current of concrete mighty flow
Strong street torrent makes you go
To a spot where it's got
But you're not gonna stop
'Cos the worlds your foe
BD noise overshadows the rest
K-town has to take second best
It's fair to say that greys a pest for most
And it's strange
How they live in modern homes
Yet the instincts of the cave
Still reside withing their bones
And then they communicate
With the raising of a fist
And the only will debate
With the act of getting pissed
And you know when they're around
There's a change in atmosphere
Such a strong distinctive sound
'Cos the instincts are so clear
If you're following their tracks
Then be sure to stay alert
'Cos the sometimes will attack
And they have been known to hurt
They call this species human
They call this species human
They call this species human
They call this species human
They call this species human
They call this species human
As I flick through sh*t f**ked off
With toffs on this box
A-grade twats grinning over chocs
And that post-dinner party coffee mocks below
Why don't these wankers
Go to a place where impulse drives
Not bound by rules where they from these hives
Tripping over each other
So they can impress the queen
Society's so obscene
Now look guess what
Those Roche cunts have lost the plot
I'm a pacifist but I hope their heads explode
Then there's this place 01535 alive
What a dive but it's home where I reside
Divided up and branded by your road
And it's true that I'm not entirely down
But it's not the greatest view
It's a hazy middle ground
And there's creatures down below
And there's creatures up above
But no matter where I go
There's that well known mental shove
And the act in different ways
Some are so predictable
Fixed on what their leader says in pedantic rituals
Maybe one day they'll evolve
And then they'll open their eyes
The I might just get involved
And forget the question why
They call this species human
They call this species human
They call this species human
They call this species human
They call this species human
They call this species human
And they spread like fire with a coarse desire
Just to plant a flag or to fill a bag
With fruits of where they stand
Rip the land for what they have planned
Two heads fill more heads fill more
Beds spin more threads
Tracks will multiply
They go where promise pills
Wear cloth but they're all animals
