Paroles de In The Days Of The Caveman
When you go on camping tripsYou're stuck right out in nature
Foraging the forests like a primate
Using sharpened tools instead of hotplates
Your thumb and forefinger
Supposed to show you're not a wild beast
You can hear their noises at night time
They don't have to keep a certain bedtime
See in the shapes of my body
Leftover parts from the apes and monkeys
Sometimes when I lie awake I hear the rainfall on my tent fly
I think of all the insects that are sleeping
And wonder if the animals are dreaming
See in the shapes of my body
Leftover parts from the apes and monkeys
In the days of the caveman
And mammoths
And glaciers
Bugs and trees were your food then;
No pyjamas
Or doctors Alive and being fed inside a zoo cage
See in the shapes of my body
Leftover parts from the apes and monkeys
In the days of the caveman
And mammoths
And glaciers
Bugs and trees were your food then;
No pyjamas
Or doctors
In the days of the caveman
And mammoths
And glaciers
Bugs and trees were your food then;
No pyjamas
Or doctors
You can hear their noises at night time
They don't have to keep a certain bedtime
See in the shapes of my body
Leftover parts from the apes and monkeys
Sometimes when I lie awake I hear the rainfall on my tent fly
I think of all the insects that are sleeping
And wonder if the animals are dreaming
See in the shapes of my body
Leftover parts from the apes and monkeys
In the days of the caveman
And mammoths
And glaciers
Bugs and trees were your food then;
No pyjamas
Or doctors Alive and being fed inside a zoo cage
See in the shapes of my body
Leftover parts from the apes and monkeys
In the days of the caveman
And mammoths
And glaciers
Bugs and trees were your food then;
No pyjamas
Or doctors
In the days of the caveman
And mammoths
And glaciers
Bugs and trees were your food then;
No pyjamas
Or doctors
ROBERTS, BRAD
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