I saw a girl with my own eyes, I cried out, I feared for my life
She turned into my mother then, they call it a dream
In the pursuit of happiness, not asking for perpetual bliss
Some peace and quiet would do fine, they call it a dream
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold, we're just idealistic animals
He took a wife, a wife for life, but he still feels dissatisfied
He took a lover on the side, he had to hurt you
A bonfire in the yard tonight the flames are green and burning bright
An axe inside the chair you like, she had to hurt you
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold, we're just idealistic animals
We like to feel like we are free
We make up something to believe
Not that it has to be the truth, maybe now and then
This is a struggle to survive
The strong will live, the weak will die
There's no such thing as paradise, maybe now and then
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold, we're just idealistic animals
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I saw a girl with my own eyes, I cried out, I feared for my life
She turned into my mother then, they call it a dream
In the pursuit of happiness, not asking for perpetual bliss
Some peace and quiet would do fine, they call it a dream
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold, we're just idealistic animals
He took a wife, a wife for life, but he still feels dissatisfied
He took a lover on the side, he had to hurt you
A bonfire in the yard tonight the flames are green and burning bright
An axe inside the chair you like, she had to hurt you
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold, we're just idealistic animals
We like to feel like we are free
We make up something to believe
Not that it has to be the truth, maybe now and then
This is a struggle to survive
The strong will live, the weak will die
There's no such thing as paradise, maybe now and then
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold, we're just idealistic animals
She turned into my mother then, they call it a dream
In the pursuit of happiness, not asking for perpetual bliss
Some peace and quiet would do fine, they call it a dream
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold, we're just idealistic animals
He took a wife, a wife for life, but he still feels dissatisfied
He took a lover on the side, he had to hurt you
A bonfire in the yard tonight the flames are green and burning bright
An axe inside the chair you like, she had to hurt you
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold, we're just idealistic animals
We like to feel like we are free
We make up something to believe
Not that it has to be the truth, maybe now and then
This is a struggle to survive
The strong will live, the weak will die
There's no such thing as paradise, maybe now and then
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold, we're just idealistic animals
Writer: CHERILYN NEILSON MACNEIL
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Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave