The birds they make faces at me It’s all a big conspiracy They start to sing when I try to sleep It drives me mad, they’re calling me Under my rock, it never stops I love them though, they’re all I’ve got
My army of birds and gulls Pelicans and turtledoves
I wish that they could pick me up Fly me around, I’ve had enough Feet on the ground, walking around Communicate without a sound But I know it won’t happen Because I like the taste of chicken
My army of birds and gulls Pelicans and turtledoves
My army of birds and gulls Pelicans and turtledoves
My army of birds and gulls Pelicans and turtledoves
My army of birds and gulls Pelicans and turtledoves
My army of birds and gulls Pelicans and turtledoves
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