Across the skies the monuments stand
Shrines of wonder, man worshipping man
Computer ethics mock a dying land
Down below like rats in a cage
Success, survival, two needles in hay
It's Romans One facing satan's stare
Pull down the forests we need more wood
Extend the grazing we need more food
Burning our bridges before the flood
Out on the oceans where it's relatively safe
It's not so easy being big as a whale
We're all in a race on a bigger scale
Homosapien, I've had enough
Homosapien, I'm giving up
At best your wisdom's a shot in the dark
So make yourself pretty, make yourself rich
Leopardskin, sealskin, money and sex
Apartheid, genocide, thalidomide, life
It's your choice
But mountains
Are holy places
And beauty is free
We can still walk
Through the garden
Our earth was once greenGenerally speaking every park has them
Commonly they are at the sand box
Occasionally they are vandalized by someone
They are painted many colors
Elephant, Raccoon, Tiger
Concrete Animals,
Concrete Animals
Can I ride on your back
Concrete Animals,
Concrete Animals
Let's take a picture together
They are too big to carry back home
They are too heavy for me to move
After the sun sets they have a secret party
Nobody knows they dance together
Pony, Rabbit, Zebra
Generally speaking, they make the children happy
Commonly they are playing at the park
But if it is dirty and dangerous
Where can the children play together?
(This extra verse was included on a European release. I think it makes the song darker, less childlike, less Shonen Knifey happy. Better to wrap it up with the secret party!)
Concrete Animals,
Concrete Animals
Can I ride on your back
Concrete Animals,
Concrete Animals
Let's take a picture together