"Should i carry on?" said the Ant out loud. Or as loud as he could manage anyway.

This song was inspired by my time spent with the Spider Monkeys of the Mexican Tropical Forrests. After 6 months of hunting, eating and breeding with them, I felt as though they had accepted me as one of their own. They hadn't. One morning a gang of the Monkeys set upon me and tore me to pieces. Despite my best efforts, I have never be able to recreate that high again...

Roll Model Roll

Your unjust luck you're "one in the eye for"
You're holding me back from, my six foot sister
Scratching for power and in control of
Your little nest egg, that you've sold off

hmmmmmmmmmm..........

Remember, remember, my impotent temper...

i wrote this song whilst fighting the hun at the battle of the Somme. During the gunfire and chaos i glanced to my left to see the twisted torso of a dead German soldier, his body was disfigured, lifeless...inanimate.....

Inanimate Man

Inanimate Man!

and he can't take - so he runs
he can't stand - to be straight,
She might take - take her time
but he won't wait - animate

Inanimate Man....Inanimate Man.....Inanimate Man
          (Inanimate Man)     (Inanimate Man)

But they can't split - so they stick
She's a soul mate - for her man,
And he can't stand - by himself
See their contact? - hand in hand

Inanimate Man....Inanimate Man.....Inanimate Man
          (Inanimate Man)     (Inanimate Man)

And she can't read - so he runs
She makes her nest - in the dark,
They were made to - dumb it down
But the pain is - neat and sharp

Inanimate Man....Inanimate Man.....Inanimate Man
          (Inanimate Man)     (Inanimate Man)

SHUT UP AL GREEN!