It's the bird, it must have been the bird
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Disgusting critter, it must
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We should have known better then to trust
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This disease infested ball of lust and carnage
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Piece of garbage with wings and she has the guts to sing
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Get the bird, catch her shoot her, I dont care
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Get the bird, bring her down to the ground from out the air
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Gotta tear her apart, let me at her first
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Sink her to the level of the rest of us that inherit the earth
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What's she thinking? does she really believe
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That shes above the creatures that work the dirt and the streets
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See her up in the tree, looking down at you and me
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Like she's chosen over those who walk around on two feet
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The bird, the melodys she play
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The music she make, rubbing our faces in the feces of the daybreak
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Trying to remind us, its time to awake
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Antaganizing and instigating my hate
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The chirps, I turn them into screams
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My feathered friends end will justity the means
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Disturbed, I'll grab her by her beak
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And swing her in circles untill she's too dizzy to speak
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Well I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest
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Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast
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(she's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the fleas
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She thinks she's better then me just because she's free?
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I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest
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Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast
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(she's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the fleas
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She thinks she's better then me just because she's free?
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My beautiful bird has gone away [x12]
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Bird Sings Why The Caged I Know
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