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That bird just don't sing
Not like he ever could
But the breeze was just perfect
And struck up the right mood
And the Spring was in swing
And the leaves they did sway
And that bird couldn't sing
But he did anyway
And he wailed and he yelped
And bothered the masses
And he chirped and he squawked
And fucked up his glasses
That bird couldn't sing
But he had a good reason
Pheremones and chemicals
Are always in season
One shitty aria
Followed a crappy chord
And that bird couldn't sing
But never got bored
He sang when happy
He sang when he'd lose
He sang for his lover
His only real muse
That bird doesn't sing
No, not anymore
Just don't have a reason
No, not anymore