Birds

Album cover art for "Birds" by Butthole Surfers

Butthole Surfers - Rock, In English

Birds

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Lyrics

Alright what are we doing here? You're lookin at your arm, it stings like a bee now Rollercoaster's up in the air You wanna pop a bubble but you know it's only trouble 'Cause you think that no one better will care Wham, bam it's a scam, no demand, we got plans We got nothin' better to say So we make our only choices that reminded you of voices Sayin that nothin's really better today I wanna hide, wanna be alone If I can't decide, I get it on my own Shakin' like a leaf you know the reason I wanna be The sacrifices that'll live in your skin You're steady and yiu're hollow when you started seein' double And you never know the places you've been Can't sit, take a hit, we got tipped, I got it A substance that is better than air We couldn't tell apart and then it almost broke my heart The situation, well it just wasn't fair You can never do anything that's never been done before You can try a different style, but you end up just the same as before Wasted Seven side, east and wide, you go by, day and night We got nothin better all day Stand out in the yard and you would kinda look retarded Make a feeling, get a feeling, go away I wanna hide, wanna be alone If I can't decide, I get it on my own Tired on my own you know they like a resistance She even knows my movie star name She got within my car and then she leaves me at the bar And makes me cry and make up the other way Wham, bam, it's a scam, no demand, we got plans We got nothin' better to say So we make our only choices with our minds and make our voices change And nothin's really different today You can never do anything that's never been done before You can try a different style, but always end up on the floor Wasted

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Credits

Writers
  • King Coffey
  • Paul Leary
  • Gibby Haynes