Animals like Leaves

Below is my favorite song from the Savage Garden, ‘The Animal Song’ from the album ‘Affirmation.’ The song seeks freedom from this intricate world. Playfully I have distorted the song. Though flavor of rhymes, rhythms and meters are lost, still it looks funny to read after reading the original.

Original Song

When superstars and cannonballs are running through your head
the television freak show cops and robbers everywhere
Subway makes me nervous, people pushing me too far
I've got to break away
So take my hand now

Cause I want to live like animals
Careless and free like animals
I want to live
I want to run through the jungle
the wind in my hair and the sand at my feet

I've been having difficulties keeping to myself
Feelings and emotions better left up on the shelf
Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie
Which one is more human
There's a thought, now you decide

Compassion in the jungle
Compassion in your hands
Would you like to make a run for it
Would you like to take my hand

Cause I want to live like animals
Careless and free like animals
I want to live
I want to run through the jungle
the wind in my hair and the sand at my feet

Sometimes this life can get you down
It's so confusing
There's so many rules to follow
And I feel it
'Cause I just run away in my mind

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Distorted Song

When supermalls and cancan dances are drooling in your head
the telephone is the way of life everywhere
suborning and making me devious, poppa, fuss me off afar
I’m wrecking slowly away

So take me where no hand reaches.

Cause I want a leaf  like by animals
Cushy and free for many centennials
I want a leaf
I want to run without a leaf bungle
the wine with the leaves is the saint to me.

I've been having diathesis keeping to myself
Seeing and motions buttress me to shave
Animals and leaves tell me truth, they  are my recipe
Which one is more gourmand
There's a trough, now can reside.

Compulsion is the bungle
Dirty composition is in my heart
Would you like to make a one for me
Would you like to try my hand.

Cause I want a leaf  like by animals
Cushy and free for many centennials
I want a leaf
I want to run without a leaf bungle
the wine with the leaves is the saint to me.

Sometimes this life is duress durn 

It's so effusing 

obsessively rule out 

And I’m fed up with these books

So run away openly, just what my mind says.