[Intro]
          

[Verse 1]
             
You know I cou

             
ldn't hurt a f


ly, my friend.
             
I'm not the ty

              
pe to step on 


ants.
             
I've nearly cr

              
ied for moths 

      
that die at po

rchlight lamps

.
             
More for the p

             
lights of mice

       
 than men.
           
See, I myself 

              
have been step

    
ped on so many

 times
             
It's started t

              
o feel like my

   
 place.
             
I've failed to

              
 fit in into t

      
hose nests tha

t scrape the s

ky
            
Is there room 

              
for me in your

  
 cage?

[Chorus 1]
            
Animals are pe

              
ople too, but 

            
these people a

   
re animals
             
Hunt in packs 

              
and act as tho

             
ugh that prove

              
s we can't sur

 
vive alone
            
And I guess we

             
 just evolved 

              
disgust for pr

             
evention of in

 
fection though
           
Shame was an i

              
nvention made 

      
for prisons, p

ales, and pest

 control
 
Yeah, sure, th

umbs are great

 and all–
             
But I just get

             
 bear necessit

             
ies, hakuna ma

            
tatas and c'es

t le vie's

Que sera sera'

s, what a croc

k. I mean

Big talk for a

 chimpanzee.
             
You might seem

            
 behind bars, 

              
but friend, th

             
is cage is ins

    
ide out.
             
It's awful out

           
 here, Socrate

          
s.

[Verse 1]
             
I've never und

              
erstood what h


umans do and w

ant
              
It's quite con

             
fusing to me t

             
o try to conne

ct.
             
Never learned 

              
how I should f

         
eel, instincts

 somehow stunt

ed
             
Just seem haun

             
ted by my stup

              
id urge to pro

 
tect.
           
Until frustrat

              
ion makes me w


ish my teeth w

ere sharp as y

ours
             
Chew through t

              
heir garage do

              
ors, these car

   
nivores will n

o more use my 

heart
             
They'll call m

              
e crazy but th

     
eir words all 

seem made-up t

o me
            
Maybe they jus

              
t need more fr

              
iendship like 

 
yours.

[Chorus 2]
            
So gather 'rou

              
nd Pandora's S

              
kinner's Box, 

            
look through t

            
he one-way mir

ror
             
If you can see

              
 in shades of 

             
gray the color

             
s are much cle


arer
            
Oh, my friend,

              
 you've got a 

             
friend in me. 

             
Let's go and m

         
ake more enemi

es.
           
Although my ey

              
es face forwar

            
d, climb up on

 my shoulder, 

sure you'll se

e
    
my point of vi

ew. I'd bring 

you with me
             
to my office i

             
n my pocket, b

             
ut the world w

             
ould put us do


wn.
             
Lock me up and

            
 toss the key
             
You might seem

            
 behind bars, 

              
but friend, th

             
is cage is ins

    
ide out
             
It's dangerous

            
 out here, Soc

         
rates.
             
It's lonely ou

            
t here, Socrat

          
es.

        

[Outro]
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