Bird Sings Why The Caged I Know - ATMOSPHERE

It’s the bird, it must have been the bird, disgusting critter, it must

We should have known better than to trust

This disease infested ball of lust and carnage

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

Gotta 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 work the dirt and the streets

See her up in the tree, looking down at you and me

Like she’s chosen over those who walk around on two feet

The bird, the melodies she play

The music she make, rubbing our faces in the feces of the daybreak

Trying to remind us it’s time to awake

Antagonizing and instigating my hate

The chirps, I turn them into screams

My feathered friends' end will justify the means

Disturbed, I’ll grab her by her beak

And swing her in circles until she’s too dizzy to speak

Well I’ll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest

Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast

(She's a snake that can fly) she’s just food for the fleas

She thinks she’s better then me just because she’s free?

I’ll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest

Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast

(She's a snake that can fly) she’s just food for the fleas

She thinks she’s better then me just because she’s free?

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away

My beautiful bird has gone away