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Renaissance

Genres: Rock

The Animals Are Back Lyrics - Renaissance

I don't know what you say 

The animals are back 

There's a time and a place 

No more than right but hold off them 

They'll be stuck in your face 

Make a move, make it now 

 

And if your rhythm of place 

You better get out 

Or understand what I say 

There's only so much time we can devote to you 

As we pass on our way 

 

We're not so far away 

The animals are back 

And you better beware 

They're coming in from the fields 

To move around as their own 

Make a move, make it now 

 

We spent too long in one place but now we get out 

No commands without plays 

There's only so much time in which you can decide 

Your power's drifted away 

 

To coordinate with a tread 

The messages grow to an end 

And if you chime up now 

There's a call of a voiceless bell 

Saying call me now 

It called me now 

 

Just waiting in the wings 

Just a matter of time 

We fight back 

No more pats on the back 

Degredation as we get 

All we are ... 

 

A reason for time 

A reason for rhymes 

Why stop now 

He often crawled on your knees 

With his sense we can see 

Six are we 

 

The animals are back so prepare to adjust 

But that's the truce of the changed 

Life wasn't fun on the farm 

But it did us no harm 

Just to keep us the rage 

 

I don't care when there are plays, you better get out 

Or understand what I say 

There's only so much time we can devote to you 

As we pass on our way 

 

So coordinate with a tread 

The messages grow to an end 

And if you chime up now 

There's a call of a voiceless bell 

Saying call me now 

It called me now 

 

Just waiting in the wings 

Just a matter of time 

We fight back 

No more pats on the back 

Degredation as we get 

All we are ... 

 

A reason for time 

A reason for rhymes 

Why stop now 

He often crawled on your knees 

With his sense we can see 

Six are we