1987 is the year to beat
Modern men lack simplicity
I'm primitive
So primitive
And modern men aren't modern to me
Lock me in the tower
Like Marie Antoinette
Don't belong in this century
I'm primitive
So primitive
And modern men aren't modern to me
I'm a hunter
And a gatherer
I'm not waiting for him
Oh, I'm sharpened
And I'm jagged
And I'm breaking the skin
Oh I bit down
On the desert
And I tasted the wind
In the harsh light of the morning
Where I pay for my sins
1987 is the year to beat
Modern men lack simplicity
I'm primitive
So primitive
And modern men aren't modern to me
Lock me in the tower
Like Marie Antoinette
Don't belong in this century
I'm primitive
So primitive
And modern men aren't modern to me
Can you do me little favours?
Can you pay me no mind?
I am primal
And archaic
In the dark of the night
And it bit down
On a closed fist
When you open your eyes
Give me blood shot little miracles
Only I say when it's time
1987 is the year to beat
Modern men lack simplicity
I'm primitive (I'm primitive)
So primitive (so primitive)
And modern men aren't modern to me
Lock me in the tower
Like Marie Antoinette
Don't belong in this century
I'm primitive (I'm primitive)
So primitive (so primitive)
And modern men aren't modern to me
I'm primitive (so primitive)
So primitive
And modern men aren't modern to me
I'm primitive (so primitive)
So primitive
And modern men aren't modern to me
I'm primitive (I'm primitive)
So primitive (so primitive)
And modern men aren't modern to me
I'm primitive (I'm primitive)
So primitive (so primitive)
And modern men aren't modern to me