Lyrics The Birds - Spencer Radcliffe

The Birds

Desexed and unwound
Asleep without a sound
Desexed and unwound
Breathing sweet freedom from the pound
When the birds come back North, we will track them down at dawn
Wage a war on every hunter, barking louder till they’re gone
So all the bugs in the dirt, digging it down to Earth, can ride on
Desexed and unwound
Asleep without a sound
Desexed and unwound
Breathing sweet freedom from the pound
When the birds come back North we will track them down at dawn
Wage a war on every hunter, biting muskets till they’re gone
So all the bugs in the dirt, digging it down to Earth, can ride on
To all the bugs in the dirt, living for what its worth- right on
Heed these six words my friend: «preserve the drake, preserve the hen,
«or you will remember when we served for the birds