Lyrics

Number One (aka Animal)
© Mary Simon & Sarah Beatty

I would like to tell a story
Of when I met a tiger without a gun
Oh she marked her territory
And she knew for fact that I would come

My first instincts, oh they told me
That you should hightail out and run
But I stood my ground to face her
And our eyes locked in and we were one

I am an animal
I can roar and fight, scream and bite
If I don’t like your smell
I am an animal
Step on back or I’ll attack
Defending number one

I saw hunters chasing after
Only for her head or for her skin
All defences started melting
And I sat real still and let her in