The thylacine (/ˈθaɪləsiːn/ THY-lə-seen, or /ˈθaɪləsaɪn/ THY-lə-syn, also /ˈθaɪləsᵻn/;binomial name: Thylacinus cynocephalus, Greek for "dog-headed pouched one") was the largest known carnivorous marsupial of modern times. It is commonly known as the Tasmanian tiger (because of its striped lower back) or the Tasmanian wolf. Native to continental Australia, Tasmania and New Guinea, it is believed to have become extinct in the 20th century. It was the last extant member of its family, Thylacinidae; specimens of other members of the family have been found in the fossil record dating back to the late Oligocene.
Surviving evidence suggests that it was a relatively shy, nocturnal creature with the general appearance of a medium-to-large-size dog, except for its stiff tail and abdominal pouch (which was reminiscent of a kangaroo) and a series of dark transverse stripes that radiated from the top of its back (making it look a bit like a tiger). Like the tigers and wolves of the Northern Hemisphere, from which it obtained two of its common names, the thylacine was an apex predator. As a marsupial, it was not closely related to these placental mammals, but because of convergent evolution it displayed the same general form and adaptations. Its closest living relative is thought to be either the Tasmanian devil or the numbat. The thylacine was one of only two marsupials to have a pouch in both sexes (the other being the water opossum). The male thylacine had a pouch that acted as a protective sheath, covering his external reproductive organs while he ran through thick brush. The thylacine has been described as a formidable predator because of its ability to survive and hunt prey in extremely sparsely populated areas.
Thylacine were a three piece Australia rock band from the Northern Territory who were active during the 1990s. They released two albums through CAAMA music, Thylacine Live (1995) and Nightmare Dreaming (1997).
Thylacine may refer to:
crawling through me slow paced
at an even flow
this anger deep inside of me
I want no on to see
Your philosophy is so plain
Using my name in vain
You've had time to play
NOW IT'S TIME YOU PAY
You don't wanna go my way
my bullets got your name
it's your life i'll
DRAIN
Waking me up from sleep
Reaching further deep inside
MAKING MY ANGER HARD TO HIDE
Thoughts of destroying you
Stalking your every move
I say your time is through
YEAH YOUR TIME IS THROUGH
NO MORE FEARS INSIDE
You're playing with my mind
NOW I FEEL JUST FINE
Revenge is finally MINE!
You thought I shot you in the bag
Bring it back, turn around
Then you see your skull getting cracked
Insane in the brain
Was the label I was given
Trying to bering me down
But punk now I have risen
Back from the dead sent here to go ahead
And break fools off something proper so you dread
The pain, the wrath of another suckers beatdown
Bring it on fool and you're down to get CLOWNED
YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME, BUT YOU REALLY DON'T!
TRY TO SURPRISE!
G I THINK YOU WON'T!