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killah priest - bird song lyrics

beautiful, birds on the pole, high above the curb. observed two, one open this beacon. spoke words he said spring is here. some is near the other birds. had the leaves are growing. the flowers of showing i’m aware. that’s what a squirrel came down, looked around and look up and said, what are you guys talking about up there? one of the bird said, top of the morning, the other bird, ignore them. they started talking about how human technology polluted the air. he says, just not fair, how to use it machines to cut down trees and they know oh, that we live there. this words that sound like chirps, echo the other person breathing deep. now let go, you smell like moist metal the peppers in a sweet corn, the top of carrots. that’s when a parent came down the stairs, its head was green and his body was yellow, they both stunned a acts. where did you come from? he said my owners cage from out of his window in the building across the pump for, not a shot of the railroad in the burger field. i think i’ve been on isil. you’ve been in the cage with a funny+looking, dog. with the red nose. yeah. yeah, she’s a h++rder call them ciao while i’m like, i want to go. oh, just so, you know, be careful. last week they can stop a couple of dead close. okay, so long the one that the birds look down there, go that lady again by herself. pushing a baby carriage last week. i saw him fighting that guy. i guess you couldn’t save a marriage. and there goes that man alone again sitting on the bench. don’t want bird seeds. i see him every day. i wonder where he’s staying. look, here comes the bees so much joy in the world. oh, there’s that boy and a girl. they holding hands and there’s the kids with the bucket and the plastic shovel motor. same won’t demand. do you think they will ever understand? i don’t know, he wants to be royal searching for oil. drilling, big holes in the land, disturbing the plates, causing the earth to quake. wait, there goes that, nice couple with a bunch of kids, loading the family, van the dad has been the fishing rod. do you think it’s a season for cars? i don’t know. he might be going for trout or bigmouth bass watching a+rod. both the birds. lock the kids laugh. as it was thrown the first harmonic just to get a logic, they try to k!ll us both with one stone

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