PREDATORS

When we were young we played among the flowers
And sucked upon the nipples of our mothers tits
But now before us all of nature cowers
Through fear and death we've moulded our relationship
The breeze is blowing lightly through the tree tops
The sun is out, we're basking in the light of day
The birds are eating bugs out of our sore spots
The clouds are drifting as we dream the hours away

Meanwhile, I felt a little hungry
So I jumped into my car
Did not go far
Found a parking spot 
And got out for a walk
Using my eyes, using my ears
I'm walking, I'm smelling
I'm walking, I'm smelling
Something's cooking
I smell something cooking
Something's cooking
I smell something cooking
It's running, but I'm faster
It's jumping that's what I'm after

There's new life for us to eat
I prey on the young and weak
There's new life fore us to eat
I prey on the young and weak

What's your problem, life's a breeze
First you run and then you eat

The pavement's bubbling tar along the runway
The purring of our engines drives the birds away
A thousand people cry in the arena
A thousand people cry with just one thing to say
When we were young the world was like a vision
The colours and the sounds they took our breath away
But now we watch it all on television
While eating processed meat off of a plastic tray

Meanwhile, I felt a little hungry
So I jumped into my car
Did not go far
Found a parking spot
And got out for a walk
Using my eyes, using my ears
I'm walking, I'm smelling
I'm walking, I'm smelling
Something's cooking
I smell something cooking
Something's cooking
I smell something cooking
It's running, but I'm faster
It's jumping that's what I'm after

There's new life for us to eat
I prey on the young and weak
There's new life for us to eat
I prey on the young and weak

Life is simple, here's the key
first you rest and then you feed

We're Predators 
We're Predators
We're Predators you and I
There is no blood on my hands
I have blood on my teeth

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