BIRD IN CAGE 

I was 13 when we packed up in the city 
and moved out west to a town in the country 
everybody thought that we were so lucky 
but I wasn’t all that sure 
can you ever really take the city from the boy 
well the first thing I missed was all the noise 
it was so [bad word] quiet I found it hard to sleep at night 

in country town if you’re gonna be a blow-in 
you have to be tough and gain respect 
there’s no point [bad word] to the priest [bad word] back home 
I never let anybody see me cry 
that only happened once in bed at night 
I missed my friends and I wondered what they were doing 
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out of the dark, into the light we go 
bird in a cage, what are you waiting for 
out of the dark, into the light we go 
bird in a cage, somebody let it go 

we ran a little shoe shop down on the main street 
business was bad so we diversified 
we sold fishing rods, knitting wool and ex-army gear. 
one day my dad got in a mighty rage 
when I was left in charge, I always gave wrong change 
so instead I was given the job of [bad word] the shoes 
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I’d say it took us just about two years 
till we were settled in and had nothing to fear 
we were right on the edge the world with the setting sun 
my brothers and sisters what would we have done 
without each other we couldn’t have won 
we made good friends and I still keep in touch today 
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