Pity the Bird

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Pity the bird in the oil spill Of San Clemente In the fog, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip Who could be so evil As not to pity the blackbird In the oil spill of San Clemente? Black, black, black, drip, drip, drip Black, black, black, drip, drip, drip Black, black, black, drip, drip, drip Only a paper plate Spiraling through outer space A smear of mustard still clinging They threw it from the spaceship They thought it was a joke A paper plate floats ten-thousand years Oh, don't it make you cry? Oh, cry Oh, don't it make you cry? Oh, cry Pity the bird in the oil spill Of San Clemente In the bog Drip, drip, drip drip drip drip drip Who could be so evil As not to pity the blackbird In the black brack of San Clementе? In the bog, drip, drip Black, black, black, drip, drip, drip Black, black, black, drip, drip, drip Black, black, black, drip, drip, drip Black, black, black Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
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