When you go on camping trips you're stuck right out in nature
  Foraging the forests like a primate
  Using sharpened tools instead of hotplates
    Your thumb and forefinger supposed to show you're not a wild beast
  You can hear their noises at night time
  They don't have to keep a certain bedtime
    See in the shapes of my body
  Leftover parts from apes and monkeys
    Sometimes when I lie awake I hear the rainfall on my tent fly
  I think of all the insects that are sleeping
  And wonder if the animals are dreaming
    See in the shapes of my body
  Leftover parts from apes and monkeys
    In the days of the caveman and mammoths and glaciers
  Bugs and trees were your food then; no pyjamas or doctors
    And when I finally get to sleep, I dream in technicolor
  I see creatures come back from the Ice Age
  Alive and being fed inside a zoo cage