Tone: [G]
Intro:
[G] [Gb7] [Am] [Cm] [G]
Verse 1:
[E]You know I couldn't hurt a [Am]fly, my friend.
[D]I'm not the type to step on [G]ants.
[B]I've nearly cried for moths that d[Em]die at porchlight lamps.
[C]More for the pl[D]plights of mice than m[G]men.
[E]See, I mys[E7]myself have been stepped [Am]on so many times
[D]It's started to feel like my pl[G]place.
[B]I've failed to fit in into those n[Em]nests that scrape the sky
[A7]Is there room for me in your c[D7]cage?
Chorus 1:
[Gm]Animals are people too, but th[A7]these people are [Dm]animals
[D]Hunt in packs and act as though that pr[G]proves we can't surv[E7]survive alone
And I gu[Am]ess we just ev[D]olved disgust for pr[G]evention of inf[Em]ection though
[Gb7]Shame was an invention made for pr[D]prisons, pales, and pest control
Y[D7]Yeah, sure, thumbs are great and all–
But I j[C]ust get bear nec[D]essities, h[G]akuna matatas and c'[Em]est le vie's
[Am]Que sera sera's, what a crock. I mean
[D]Big talk for a chimpanzee.
You m[C]ight seem behind b[Cm]ars, but friend, this c[G]age is inside [E7]out.
It's [C]awful out here[D7]here, Socrat[G]Socrates. [Gb7] [Am] [Cm] [G]
Verse 1:
[E]I've never understood what h[Am]humans do and want
It's quite conf[D]confusing to me to try to conn[G]connect.
[B]Never learned how I should feel, inst[Em]instincts somehow stunted
Just seem h[C]aunted by my st[D]upid urge to prot[G]ect.
[E]Until frust[E7]frustration makes me w[Am]wish my teeth were sharp as yours
Chew thr[D]through their garage doors, these carniv[G]carnivores will no more use my heart
[B]They'll call me crazy but their w[Em]words all seem made-up to me
[A7]Maybe they just need more friendship like y[D7]yours.
Chorus 2:
So gather 'r[Gm]ound Pandora's Skinner's Box, look thr[A7]ough the one-way m[Dm]irror
If y[D]ou can see in shades of gray the c[G]olors are much cl[E7]earer
Oh, my fr[Am]iend, you've got a fr[D]iend in me. Let's g[G]o and make more [Em]enemies.
Alt[Gb7]Although my eyes face forward, climb up [D]on my shoulder, sure you'll see
my p[D7]point of view. I'd bring you with me
to my [C]office in my p[D]ocket, but the w[G]orld would put us d[Em]own.
L[C]ock me up and t[D]oss the k[G]ey [B7]
You m[C]ight seem behind b[Cm]ars, but friend, this c[G]age is inside [E7]out
[C]It's dangerous out[D7]out here, Socrat[Em]Socrates. [Em7] [Em7] [Em6]
[C]It's lonely out her[D7]here, Socrat[G]Socrates. [Gb7] [Am] [Cm] [G]
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