The Bird Lyrics by Atmosphere

The Bird

The Bird. It must have been the birds.
Disgusting critter, it must- We should have known better to trust.
This disease infested ball of lust- and carnation
Piece of garbage with wings, and she has the guts to sing.
Get the bird. Catch her. Shoot her, I dont care.
Get the bird! Bring her down to the ground from out the air.
Got to tear her apart. Let me at her first-
Sink her to the level of the rest of us that inhabit the earth!
Whats she thinking? Does she really believe
That shes above the creatures that walk the dirty streets?
See, shes up in the tree looking down at you and me
Like shes chosen over those that walk around on two feet.
The bird. The melody she plays. The music she makes,
Rubbing our faces in the feces of the day break.
Tryin to remind us its time to awake.
Antagonizing and instigating my hate.
The chirps, I turn into screams.
My feathered friends ends will justify the means.
Disturbed! Ill grab her by the beak,
And swing her in circles till shes too dizzy to speak.

[2x]
Ill shake her from the branch. Tear apart her nest.
Staple tags through her legs and cook her eggs up for breakfast.
Shes a snake that can fly. Shes just food for the fleas.
She thinks shes better than me just because shes free?

[10x]
[my beautiful bird has gone away]