[Verse 1]
Man stands alone in the thick of the forest
And passes judgment from what he sees is right and wrong
And nature instructs his very soul to be moved
He emerges with a mission of answers
But when man meets with man in a couple or group
Things change totally in the middle with desires
It's a conquest, a war, it's a quest for the gold
Forget all the morality he once had been told
[Chorus]
It's the Lord of the Flies and those Wuthering Heights
Taste the Grapes of Wrath and pray that it's still worth it
Rest 'neath Leavеs of Grass and find sanctuary there
Call the Clan of thе Cave Bear and seek wisdom
[Verse 2]
What is it with power in numbers, my friends
That cause men to produce misery for the rest?
And how can a man leave his conspiring group
And face his true soul in the solitude?
[Chorus]
It's the Lord of the Flies and those Wuthering Heights
Taste the Grapes of Wrath and pray that it's still worth it
Rest 'neath Leaves of Grass and find sanctuary there
Call the Clan of the Cave Bear and seek wisdom
Call the Clan of the Cave Bear and seek wisdom
Call the Clan of the Cave Bear and seek wisdom