Building The Perfect Beast Lyrics - Don Henley

The power of reason, the top of the heap 

We're the ones who can kill, kill baby 

The things we don't eat 

Sharper than a serpent's tongue 

Tighter than a bongo drum 

Quicker than a one-night stand 

Slicker than a mambo band 

And now the day is come 

Soon he will be released 

Glory hallelujah 

We're building' the perfect beast 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

It's Olympus this time babe, Olympus or bust 

We have met the enemy, and he is us 

And now the day is come 

Soon he will be released 

Glory hallelujah 

We're building the perfect beast 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

Ever since we crawled out of the ocean 

And stood upright on the land 

I know there are some things that we just don't understand 

Relieve all pain and suffering 

And lift us out of the dark 

Turn us all into Methuselah 

But where are we gonna park? 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

The secrets of eternity 

We've found the lock and turned the key 

We're shakin' up those building blocks 

Goin' deeper into that box 

Wouldn't like it 

And now the day is come 

Soon he will be released 

Glory hallelujah 

We're building' the perfect beast 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

(Building, building) 

All the way to Malibu from the land of the talking drum 

Just look how far, look how far we've come