The Human Race
At some point, the human race collectively decided
The unnecessary confrontation was an essential part of existence
And another we concluded
That the difficult child was the one who didn't listen
Out of some fear
That such a kid might grow up to be a thief or a nutter
Prey became easy so we preyed on each other
Civilisation becomes a façade of rule makers and rule followers
A front to tuck away the animal and the killer and the soldier
And we choose to turn men into slugs
And abandon some instinct
But ignore the possibility of a woman who thinks
The Homo Sapien stands as an evolutionary masterpiece
As it ravages and bites with a pen and a paper sheet
Now it sniggers and slobs with a laptop and keys
Before it indulges in hair products and television screens
The hunter packs a belly over tight jeans
The hunter goes from buffalo to spiking girls in parties
The human race designed morality as a means to run its course
And designated decision making therefore
To a group of greedy bastards
Who relish from the matrix of less and more
We make the gravest of decisions when we're never really sure
The unnecessary confrontation was an essential part of existence
And another we concluded
That the difficult child was the one who didn't listen
Out of some fear
That such a kid might grow up to be a thief or a nutter
Prey became easy so we preyed on each other
Civilisation becomes a façade of rule makers and rule followers
A front to tuck away the animal and the killer and the soldier
And we choose to turn men into slugs
And abandon some instinct
But ignore the possibility of a woman who thinks
The Homo Sapien stands as an evolutionary masterpiece
As it ravages and bites with a pen and a paper sheet
Now it sniggers and slobs with a laptop and keys
Before it indulges in hair products and television screens
The hunter packs a belly over tight jeans
The hunter goes from buffalo to spiking girls in parties
The human race designed morality as a means to run its course
And designated decision making therefore
To a group of greedy bastards
Who relish from the matrix of less and more
We make the gravest of decisions when we're never really sure
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Writer(s): Seb Lowe
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