Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own this song. Also I must give a bit of credit to my dad who came up with the chorus while washing his car. Now sit down shut up, enjoy and LAUGH dammit!
I Hate the Birds
Pigeons jerks, that's for sure
They constantly mock me
They'll never leave, I know that for sure
And the larks won't move
And the crows wanna stay
I hate the birds
Crappin' on the car
I don't know where my gun is
I can't find grenade kit
(and salesmen all you need to know is need to know is)
I hate the birds
Cuz they won't fly away
They ruin the paint job
All the beauty, it's been robbed
And all I want for me is…
The droppings they, they bring my to tears
My car paint's spoiled I fear
And it sickens me that the birds
And caw and drop their turds
And the paint is rare
And my car is new
I hate the birds
Crappin' on the car
I don't know where my gun is
I can't find grenade kit
(and salesmen all you need to know is need to know is)
I hate the birds
Cuz they won't fly away
They ruin the paint job
All the beauty, it's been robbed
And all I want for me is…
It's not I wanna kill all species
It's just the ones above my car, because they've gone too far
Each and every single day I scream
I'm going to have to eventually blast them away
I know that gun is rare
I know that I can shoot
Hey here's my cash
Now those birds I'll shoot
Now I'll kill the birds
Crappin' on the car
I have a brand new gun now
And they're all gonna drop down
(and all the birdies die like this)
I'll shoot the birds
Before they run away
Oh lord, I am so happy
That paint's still on my Chevy
Because now all the birds are dead..
(repeat till fade)