I saw a girl with my own eyes
I cried out, I feared for my life
She turned into my mother then
They call it a dream
In the pursuit of happiness
Not asking for perpetual bliss
Some peace and quiet would do fine
They call it a dream
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold
We're just idealistic animals
He took a wife, a wife for life
But he still feels dissatisfied
He took a lover on the side
He had to hurt you
A bonfire in the yard tonight
The flames are green and burning bright
An axe inside the chair you like
She had to hurt you
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold
We're just idealistic animals
We like to feel like we are free
We make up something to believe
Not that it has to be the truth
Maybe now and then
This is a struggle to survive
The strong will live, the weak will die
There's no such thing as paradise
Maybe now and then
Tell me the meaning, what do you control?
Is there anything at all?
We feed our hunger, clothe our cold
We're just idealistic animals