I’m an old creepy bird, no one cares about me
Spent my life to be tired
ruined all that was necessary
No child above , I’d rather not to be
Good all birdy dad, I wasn’t made for paternity
But you know how weird it is
You never plan the birth
I have made plenty of them, they’re my duty on earth
Sing this aloud, a thousand forty
Hear them all laugh, they are cut but noisy
Sing this aloud it was all your choice
Hear them all laugh for you’ve lost your voice
Since they’ve let me there,
no neighbourhood around
I’ve lost sense of share