C D# The systems of life hum accordingly A# Gm F Every day, every year, every century But, everywhere humans go things get worse Can't you tell through the smoke in the dirty city The jungle was once a tranquil hideaway For the kind of trees and the mountains themselves But man those things sell a million dollars a pound Cut them up, dry them out, good display for the shelves G# Gm C Why can't we just leave them alone? Chorus: C Who is the animal? G# A# C Who is that dangerous beast? Why were the other ones made? I know it wasn't just for our feast And now they're down to 250 lone souls They're a breed of a losing generation it seems The killers are ourselves so you know who to blame It was man with his plan and his frightening greed I don't think we'll ever leave them alone Chorus: Who is the animal? Who is that dangerous beast? Why were the other ones made? I know it wasn't just for our feast | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# C D# F Gm G# |