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• Artiste: Waterdeep
• Titre: The Animal(not Big Enough)
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When I was a little one, they told me that he lived in flames. That he raped and stole and killed and maimed and that he loved to curse our names. That he came in fire and the smell of hell, and he only took the evil folk. That he'd snort and breathe the flesh of dead, and that you knew him by the smoke that he left behind. CHORUS Well, the animal is bigger than I thought I said The animal is bigger than I thought Well, the animal is bigger- way bigger than I'd ever thought before, but I'll tell you this my friend, he won't win in the end, cause he's not big enough. Well, I'm a little bit older now, and I think I'm just beginning to see that he hides in your pocket in the evening sun slides in your home at the turn of the key. That he smiles in his suit as he shakes your hand, and he asks about the baseball game. That he dresses in the latest, and he knows all the phrases, and he never forgets a name. And if you come to him with an armload of sin and a life that's a total mess, he'll tell you you're okay. You didn't do nothing wrong and you're experiencing too much stress He'll tell you you work hard three hundred days a year for the money in your bank account, and there ain't no reason that he can think of that you should give any of it out. Well, those people on the street are all shiftless and lazy. They ain't worth the clothes they fit. He'll tell you you're so right and you can feel okay because at church you always give a little bit. Well, he'll whisper in your ear when your tired and he'll inform you of some regret, or he'll slide and he'll slither in a sexy way off the glass on your television set. He'll pull your gaze off of someone's eyes right to another place, He'll hand you glossy dreams of some earthly queen in leather and chains or lace. You'll say, "there's nothing I can do. I got to go down cause the passion is way too strong." He'll tell you that's okay. Don't fret yourself, cause that passion'll make you live longer. He'll tell you that "You can believe anything you want and there's no such thing as truth. And as soon as something real even touches your soul, well, he'll throw away the proof. He says that reason is the thing that makes you human. Without it, you will die. And that Faith is a farce for the foolish and the feeble who have fallen for an opium lie. Now that's not your game, he'll dictate to you. You know that stuff ain't real. And they may have paid Judas thirty pieces of silver, But that Jesus guy wasn't worth steel. CHORUS ... Cause someone's on his back and he's gettin ready to attack I'll tell you this my friend. He won't win in the end. Cause he's not big enough.