Simians Speak, The Songtext
von Climber

In the end when we taught the simian to speak
All a big attempt to find out what made us unique
With elaborate functions of the hands and of the face
A monosyllable put us in our place

And our entire world system started to erode
′Cause like it was a new idea
All the apes kept saying was
"Why, why, why, why, why, why, why?"
And we found ourselves with company

In my isolation
I had my designation
I had hoped that my mind
Had strung up the malach in mine
But no, I have sought the balkan
Believe what I have found
All I need are these three
Strength and size and big teeth


So do you preach some underlying moral skeleton
To which our warm-blooded flesh ought to cleave?
Hey, thou with sorrow and private misery
What should I love? What should I seek?
What should I hate? What should I flee?

In my isolation
I had my designation
I had hoped that my mind
Had strung up the malach in mine
But no, I have sought the balkan
Believe what I have found
All I need are these three
Strength and size and big teeth

Guarded on the nuanced and undeciphered confused
Poets of the primates had catalogued their sufferings
"Why'd you never let on?" we asked them with our shame
"You′ve only seen us sad songs unless we ever get on"
You want to explain everything
But look, all you do is complain
That's why the world is laid waste
You've acquired a naughty taste
You shirk responsibility in favor of philosophy
You shirk responsibility in favor of philosophy


In my isolation
I had my designation
I had hoped that my mind
Had strung up the malach in mine
But no, I have sought the balkan
Believe what I have found
All I need are these three
Strength and size and big teeth

In my isolation
I had my designation