Lyrics:

They'd spend a lifetime
And fight over lines
Which you and me
Could never control
I'm feeling a sense
Of imaginable loss
Over people I don't even know
We used to be such
Intelligent Animals
Ohhh
Lamenting the loss
Of Intelligent Animals
If Darwin could see
What we turned out to be
He'd probably admit he was wrong
So pray did St. Christopher, down on your knees
'Cause in 50 years, we'll all be gone, ohoh
We used to be such
Intelligent Animals
Oooh
So tell me where are these
Intelligent Animals
Oooh
Keep walking away

You Intelligent Animals
Animals, Animals
Ooooh! Now we behave, like, we lost all/our control
Now we behave, like, we lost all/our control
Now we behave, like
Because Darfur is a place without history, Darfur is a place without politics
Darfur is simply a dot on the map
It is simply a place, a site, where perpetrator confronts victim. And the perpetrator's name is Arab, and the victim's name is African
And it is easy to demonize
It is easy to hold a moral position which is emptied of its political content
This bothered me, and so I wrote about it
Oooh!
Oh, Intelligent Animals
Intelligent Animals!
Intelligent Animals!
Intelligent Animals..
And Animals, Animals