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