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Tearing Up Zoo
Through the turnstile, concrete jungle, sterile habitat of iron.
Prisoner, imprisoner, it's only the cage sides makes us different.
(reading from the book and tearing of the book:)
And the spectacle will always have control
And we all sit back and drug away the pain
Isolated we will never realize
These fences are promises and lies
Symbol of brutality like supermarkets, missile silos.
Man puts up more barriers, creates his world, denies another.
Animal, unwilling captive, mirrors how the captors live.
"Man's genius is a mind with which to reason, and he has the power to draw out the full potential of specific elements. When you consider the many millions of animals upon the earth at any time, the priviledge of human company is enjoyed by very, very few of them. One place where wild animals meet with human beings is in the zoo. There is a tremendous bonding between zoo animals and their keepers. And though
some animals are indeed contented simply to be fed, and have their
billets cleaned, others, and especially the mammals, depend a great deal
upon their keeper's company, and respond with great intelligence when
they are treated with intelligence and affection."
As it keeps us all struggling alone
Providing little boxes for us all
Demanding that we never ask for more
In a world that keeps us passive and tame
How we're spectators in their paradise
Whilst we're stuck inside the ghetto we create
With distractions there to keep us all content
Lets take the blindfold from our eyes