're an angry bird Walking in circles all alone Angry bird Now you don't belong You stagger round Don't like the air Don't like the ground Angry bird Walking
spring You bravely faced the world Ready for anything I'm happy that you lived For your life is mine What have I except to cry Spirit never die Birds
in a playpen But nobody wants to play in my garden I see the hippies on an angry line Guess they don't get my meaning I'm enchanted by the birds in
my hand, I felt it kick So she's crying and glowing She's three months and showing Seeing her now makes me want to live But her man's got an angry mouth
[Intro] Fuck a rubber band a nigga need a buncha birds (X4) [Over intro - Gucci Mane (Yo Gotti)] Yo, it's Gucci, brrrr, R.I.P. Pimp C mane, brrrr (This
leave me with a glass So cough up my whole bottle Or ima take out your ass Cos you don't wanna see me angry You don't like me when i'm angry Live like
Sometimes I feel like I'm fading away You're looking at me, I've got nothing to say Don't make me angry with the games that you play Either light up
It's the widow now that owns that angry plow The spartan mule and the crippled cow The fallow field that will yield no more As the fox lay sleeping beneath
's got me tied in a knot That's what I thought she'd do Don't ask me what's on my mind I'm fine, I'll push on through Not much to see on this angry street
to marry me, we'll marry. My friends from college they're all married now; They have their houses and their lawns. They have their silent noons, Tearful nights, angry
sky it floats down past the marbles in the clearing beneath the geese in flight to the darkening river in the autumn light where it touches down oh like a great bird
feel the clash And you don't want me around Could you endure the rasp As my kisses filled with fibre-glass rain down? Heavy as a humming bird But more
I've got some birds outside What sit on my window sill Some birds won't you know But some birds will All my love is gone She was angry He was free She
will not be easy Word's out, the doctor is not coming in This genie's too angry to go back Into the bottle again Closer than ever and covered in birds
t see him way up in that high blue sky, in the sun. What about the_________. Well they fly so angry that the hawks would get dizzy. See these little birds
can?t stop taking More than we need But across the fractured landscape I see the same things tired ideas Birds without wings Birds without wings Birds
in the blood of Senators I got a Big Bird on the fishing line With a bit of a shout, a bit of a shout A bit of an angry snout He's my favorite hooker
I'm from Brooklyn, vandals bedrocks Scandal bedlam, broken burnt up New New York speed, new speed, true speed Universe dirt, birds of loose leaf Form
