The birds they make faces at me It's all a big conspiracy They start to sing when I try to sleep It drives me mad, They're calling Under my rock, It never stops. I love them though, they're all I've got My army of birds and gulls Pelicans and turtledoves I wish that they, Could pick me up Fly me around, I've had enough Feet on the ground, Walking around Communicate without a sound But I know it won't happen Because I love the taste of chicken. My army of birds and gulls Pelicans and turtledoves My army of birds and gulls Pelicans and turtledoves