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

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