Man Lyrics - Idealistic Animals - Dear Reader

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 your 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 wea re free 

We make up something to believe 

Not that it has to be the truth 

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