Verse 1 Fresh haircut, polished shoes Perfect smile for the evening news Corner office, corner bar Still wondering who the strongest are Read the room before a word Every signal seen and heard Eyes lock first, then comes the speech Instinct always gets there first Pre-Chorus We call it culture We call it class Funny how the oldest habits last Chorus Animal instinct Dressed in black Never really left It just learned how to act Animal instinct Tailored skin Different century Same thing underneath Verse 2 Neighborhoods and painted lines Mine and yours with better signs Little flags and little teams Different colors, same old dreams Status hides behind a name Fancy titles, same old game Scroll and swipe and strike a pose Everybody wants to know Who's winning? Pre-Chorus We call it progress We call it style Still comparing teeth behind the smile Chorus Animal instinct Dressed in black Never really left It just learned how to act Animal instinct Tailored skin Different century Same thing underneath Bridge We traded fur for tailored wool Stone for glass and steel Changed the language, changed the tools But not the way we feel Still chasing Still choosing Still guarding what is ours Still dancing Still hunting Beneath electric stars Final Chorus Animal instinct Nothing new We're just wearing better shoes Animal instinct Look around We're the wild That built the town.
