Hungry Like the Wolf
"Hungry Like the Wolf" is a song by the British new wave band Duran Duran. Written by the band members, the song was produced by Colin Thurston for the group's second studio album Rio. The song was released in May 1982 as the band's fifth single in the United Kingdom. It reached the top 5 of the UK Singles Chart, and received a silver certification by the British Phonographic Industry (BPI).
"Hungry Like the Wolf"'s Russell Mulcahy-directed music video was filmed in the jungles of Sri Lanka, and evoked the atmosphere of the film Raiders of the Lost Ark. Although the band initially failed to break into the US market, MTV placed the "Hungry Like the Wolf" video into heavy rotation. Subsequently, the group gained much exposure; the song peaked at the number 3 spot on the Billboard Hot 100 in March 1983, and Duran Duran became an international sensation. The video won the first Grammy Award for Best Short Form Music Video in 1984.
Writing and recording
"Hungry Like the Wolf" was written and recorded on a Saturday in the spring of 1982 at the basement studios of EMI's London headquarters.Nick Rhodes started the song's demo in the morning with a sequencer; the song was built throughout the day as each band member arrived, and by the evening it was essentially complete.
The hole
The straw that breaks the camel’s back
Blood stains on broken glass
Primal reactions I can’t repress
Refresh the demon again and again and again...
Down in the basement I shut my wrath away
But there’s no more room in this rusty cage
Like a pressure cooker where my air is getting thin
The air is getting thin
Storming around the place
Gritting teeth, cursing under my breath
I feel better if I hurt myself
I’m still searching for the hole
Where all my anger began to flow
It’s an ugly trip inside
I’m afraid… I know just what I’ll find
There’s something here that isn’t right
I don’t wanna hurt you
I don’t want to see you cry
Hidden in a corner, my hands cover my face
I must admit that I need help
Down in the basement I shut my wrath away
But there’s no more room in this rusty cage
Like a pressure cooker where my air is getting thin
The air is getting thin
Storming around the place
Gritting teeth, cursing under my breath
I feel better if I hurt myself
I’m still searching for the hole
Where all my anger began to flow
It’s an ugly trip inside
I’m afraid… I know just what I’ll find
Angry for this, angry for that
I am done for, there’s no turning back
In my mouth a bitter taste
