Maroon 5 Animals Song - Pizza Related ( pizzagate )

submitted by WhatYouz

Popular song Pizza Party "Animals" on the radio right now by Maroon 5...

Obvious child sacrifice references ... using the word "baby" so much and eating alive, graphic sex comments in lyrics...

"Animals]
Baby I'm preying on you tonight Hunt you down eat you alive Just like animals, animals Like animals-mals Maybe you think that you can hide I can smell your scent from miles Just like animals, animals Like animals-mals Baby I'm So what you trying to do to me It's like we can't stop, we're enemies But we get along when I'm inside you You're like a drug that's killing me I cut you out entirely But I get so high when I'm inside you
Yeah you can start over, you can run free You can find other fish in the sea You can pretend it's meant to be But you can't stay away from me
I can still hear you making that sound Taking me down rolling on the ground You can pretend that it was me but no

Baby I'm preying on you tonight Hunt you down eat you alive Just like animals, animals Like animals-mals Maybe you think that you can hide I can smell your scent from miles Just like animals, animals"

WhatYouz

Normally people interpret the the slang term "baby" as girlfriend, but read the lyrics literally to see another viewpoint as if Adam Levine is singing about being at one of Pedesta's parties.

2impendingdoom

I was thinking about this song today:

Elvis Costello Pills and Soap: (Talks about melting children down into pills and soap. ICKK!!)

They talked to the sister, the father and the mother With a microphone in one hand and a chequebook in the other And the camera noses in to the tears on her face The tears on her face The tears on her face You can put them back together with your paper and paste But you can't put them back together You can't put them back together

Chorus: What would you say? What would you do? Children and animals two by two Give me the needle Give me the rope We're going to melt them down for pills and soap

Four and twenty crowbars jemmy your desire Out of the frying pan, into the fire The king is in the counting house Some folk have all the luck And all we get is pictures of Lord and Lady Muck They come from lovely people with a hard line in hypocrisy There are ashtrays of emotion for the fag ends of the aristocracy

(Chorus)

Give me the needle Give me the rope

The sugar-coated pill is getting bitterer still You think your country needs you, but you know it never will So pack up your troubles in a stolen handbag Don't dilly-dally boys, rally 'round the flag Give us our daily bread in individual slices And something in the daily rag to cancel any crisis

(Chorus)

Give me the needle, give me the rope We're going to melt them down for pills and soap