The birds they make faces at me
ItÔÇÖs all a big conspiracy
They start to sing when I try to sleep
It drives me mad, theyÔÇÖre calling me
Under my rock, it never stops
I love them though, theyÔÇÖre all IÔÇÖve got
My army of birds and gulls
Pelicans and turtledoves
I wish that they could pick me up
Fly me around, IÔÇÖve had enough
Feet on the ground, walking around
Communicate without a sound
But I know it wonÔÇÖt 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
