Sacri - ​birds

I saw a bird, it's not a plane
But maybe I'm just going insane
Because the bird came down onto me
Oh yes, it tackled down

I don't want to be tackled by birds
But sometimes actions hurt more than words
The golden rule states how they want to be treated
But the birds over here don't think that that's really needed

It's not a pretty sight to see
When the birds come down from the sky to meet with me
Oh to be a bird so freakin' carefree
How hard of a life it mustn't be
There's a reason I stay inside
It's because I really need to hide
From the flocks of birds up in the street
Keep me high up on all of my feet

The flocks of pigeons, the flocks of crows
Tackle from my feet up to my nose
I'm able to sustain a lot of the blows
But now these birds are all my foes

I don't want to be tackled by birds
But sometimes actions hurt more than words
The golden rule states how they want to be treated
But the birds over here don't think that that's really needed

I don't want to be tackled by birds
But sometimes actions hurt more than words
The golden rule states how they want to be treated
But I don't give a damn anymore

It's time for me to take my final stand
I gather all my good friends to lend a hand
We devise a plan that has to land
Or else the birds will never understand

Use myself as bait
I'll have to meet my fate
But for the sake of all the others hated by birds
I have to do this
Strap a bomb onto my chest
Fall off a cliff and lay to rest
The birds chase me all the way down
Luckily they soon will never be found

As I fall and I hit the ground
The bombs break out and there's a loud sound
The birds are all incinerated
By the plan that we had all debated

I didn't want to be tackled by birds
Now no one will be tackled by birds
I saved the day
From the evil birds, okay