Beast - Agnes Obel

I would know who roars mostly like the beast

Going out to hunt and then back to feast

I consider you, I consider you

I consider you

From your hill of beans I will sit and roar

Thinking to myself: What are you waiting for?

I consider you, I consider you

I consider you

Let’s go tonight, let the beast run a mile

With the dogs and the cattle, let’s go

I know you said it’s like a heel to the head

Or a girl in your bed and in your arms

Curiousity you do not know

But with a gang of me you’ll be on your toes

I consider you, I consider you

I consider you

For a bit of skirt you do go my way

Singing to the sky, oh like a bird of prey

I consider you, I consider you

I consider you

Let’s go tonight, to let the beast run wild

With the dogs and the cattle, let’s go

I know you’ve said, it’s like a heel to the head

Or a girl in your bed and your arms

For the butter on your bread, for the dying and the dead

For your cheeks turning red, let’s go

Let’s go tonight, let the beast run a mile

With the dogs and the cattle, let’s go