On reflection,
It was not all wine on the wall.
It was not all cuts and bruises,
Or the pulling out of hair
And the bloodying of nose
And the tearing off of clothes,
Although
It was really animal, truly animal.
There were times when there was absolute compassion in the air.
Though it was really animal, truly animal.
It could not compare to times she cared,
Was in control
And less Emotional.
While the intellect controls the spiritual,
The animal respects what's natural.
Ying and yang control man's actions
And both extremes are a natural reaction.
It was really animal, truly animal,
Well there were times when there was absolute compassion in the air.
On reflection,
It was not all crash and bang,
Broken bottles and abuse.
Sometimes there were sunsets on the sands,
Holding onto caring hands.
But there were vampire fangs --
As the angels sang --
It was ying and yang.
It was truly natural, though it was really animal,
In a sense it fell into a truly natural romance.
Oh yeah,
It was really animal, truly animal,
There were times when there was absolute compassion in the air.
True love, True love, True love
Is really Animal.
*Reader Note: Aside from the Kinks full band version of the song linked above and Here,which was one of the group's final recordings from 1996 (though reunion rumors now abound in connection with the upcoming London Meltdown Festival in June), there is also a solo performance of Animal by Ray Davies that can be found on the Kinks Kontraband bootleg, which is well worth seeking out. The photographs included here were all taken by Jane Roberts at the La Brea Tar Pits Museum in Los Angeles, California in March, 2011.
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