El Animal

I'm gonna have an animal made
With human skin and lion hands
I'll teach it to scratch, to bark, to chew
And I'll tell it everything that's very wrong

I'm gonna have an animal made
That looks like you, but not the same
That wants to abort its shadow and more
That can walk the streets and not look back

They'll be on the floor
They'll be on the ceiling
In your bed
They'll be in the sky
They'll be on your chest
On your pillow

I'm gonna have another animal made
With more guts and more teeth to chew
With human blood in their eyes, they'll go
And they'll tell me everything that's very wrong

They'll be on the floor
They'll be on the ceiling
In your bed
They'll be in the sky
They'll be on your chest
On your pillow