Tiger Song Lyrics

The beasty of the forest
Turned inside out like a glove
Its head stripped red for transport now
A ball inside a bag
And if we heard its cries of pain
We'll hear its cries no more
The beasty of the forest is adorning someone's floor

Last night as I was swimming
In the circus tent of sleep
A toothy clan disarmed a man
And took him home to eat
And as they turned their smiles to me
My tears sprung out in vain
With black stripes slung across our backs
All useless tears again

The beasties of the forest
All relieved of stripey coats
Their heads stripped red like bowling balls
Inside our bowling bags
And if we heard their cries of pain
We'll hear their cries no more
The beasties of the forest are adorning someone's floors