Natural Selection
Animal Collective Lyrics


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It's best this mess is part of the plan
The truth is moving under the ground

You're sure the steering wheel
Is resting in your hands

Tough to say
You think success belongs to the bank
You take directions into the skin

An ancient motor revving up
To keep it living on

Strings tied to the hands
Hands upon a mouth

Strings tied to the hands
Hands upon a mouth

Strings tied to the hands
Hands upon a mouth

Sneaky ways
Sneaky ways

The path is written before the act
A mode of growing seems like a choice

It feels like progress
Is a product of a hidden game

What obeys

You measure hits by stuff in the house
It's more sincerely smiles on the face

The instinct leads you if you do
Or if you don't want

Tackle on a neck
Trapped within the ring

Tackle on a neck
Trapped within the ring

Tackle on a neck
Trapped within the ring

Tough to say
What obeys




Sneaky ways
Sneaky ways

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Animal Collective's song "Natural Selection" seem to explore the themes of control, manipulation, and the hidden forces that govern our lives. The idea that "It's best this mess is part of the plan" suggests that even when things seem chaotic or confusing, there is a larger purpose or design at play. The truth, represented as something "moving under the ground," may be elusive and not immediately apparent.


The lines "You're sure the steering wheel is resting in your hands" convey a sense of agency and control, but it is then followed by the line "Tough to say," implying uncertainty and questioning one's power over their own life. The notion of success belonging to the bank and taking directions "into the skin" hints at the influence of external factors and societal expectations on individual choices and aspirations.


The repeated phrase "Strings tied to the hands, hands upon a mouth" can be interpreted as a metaphor for being controlled or manipulated, unable to speak or act freely. The reference to a "hidden game" and progress being a product of it suggests that there are underlying forces or systems in place that dictate our perceived advancement, rather than genuine personal growth or choice.


Overall, the song seems to explore the idea that beneath the surface of our lives, there are hidden forces at play that influence our actions, decisions, and perceptions of success.


Line by Line Meaning

It's best this mess is part of the plan
The chaotic situation is actually integral to the overall strategy or design


The truth is moving under the ground
Hidden realities or deeper truths are slowly surfacing


You're sure the steering wheel Is resting in your hands
You believe you have complete control over the direction of your life


Tough to say
Difficult to determine or express


You think success belongs to the bank
You believe that financial wealth determines one's achievement or accomplishment


You take directions into the skin
You absorb and internalize instructions or guidance


An ancient motor revving up To keep it living on
An age-old driving force is gaining momentum to sustain existence


Strings tied to the hands Hands upon a mouth
Influence or control exerted through speech and action


Sneaky ways Sneaky ways
Crafty or clandestine methods


The path is written before the act
The course or outcome is predetermined before any action is taken


A mode of growing seems like a choice
The process of development may appear as a deliberate decision


It feels like progress Is a product of a hidden game
Advancement seems to result from an undisclosed manipulation or strategy


What obeys
What is followed or adhered to


You measure hits by stuff in the house
You gauge success by material possessions or wealth accumulated


It's more sincerely smiles on the face
True fulfillment is reflected in genuine happiness or joy


The instinct leads you if you do Or if you don't want
Intuition guides you whether you actively pursue or resist it


Tackle on a neck Trapped within the ring
Feeling overwhelmed or constrained, stuck in a cycle of struggle


Tough to say What obeys Sneaky ways Sneaky ways
Difficult to determine what is being followed or manipulated, hidden methods persist




Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Written by: NOAH BENJAMIN LENNOX, DAVID MICHAEL PORTNER, BRIAN ROSS WEITZ

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