Hey you, return my stone axe, give it back!
And don’t you touch my loincloths, it’s all wrong!
Be silent, I don’t see you at point-blank: 
Just keep the fire pit going all night long! 

Don’t make a profit out of little things,
Don’t tarnish our respected family life! 
The cave and hearth aren’t tidy, and the skins... 
The matriarchy ruined you, my wife!

I don’t need your opinion:
I’m both man and divinity!
Try to be a civilian
Of our primal society.

They’ll kill a mammoth - there’ll be much ado.
They’ll share the spoils without me. Yes, they will.
I cannot spend all day just watching you:
I need to find me somebody to kill!

The elders will be coming to my cave.
This is the Stone Age, yet we don’t have rocks!
Do not show naked; most of all, behave!
I’ll be ashamed in front of all our folks!

With five wives, it’d be different:
I would prosper, most probably.
But my prospects are difficult,
So for now, it’s monogamy.

It’s your forsaken kin, I have to say!
My uncle warned me when he was alive - 
Before a wild boar claimed him as its prey - 
"Don’t pick a wife from the Man-Eaters tribe!"

I stand with our community and truth:
You claim that someone’s stalking you - you lie!
Don’t try to slander our beloved youth,
They are our rock, the apple of our eye!

I don’t need your opinion:
I’m both man and divinity!
Try to be a civilian
Of our primal society.

What are you staring at? I’m going nuts!
Hand me the axe! You see, I’m still polite.
Where are the hides? The folks will laugh at us!
I’ll count to three, but after that, I’ll bite!