Bird Songs Why the Caged I Know

It's the bird, it must have been the bird
Disgusting critter, it must
We should have known better then to trust
This disease infested ball of
Lust and carnage
Piece of garbage with wings and she
Has the guts to sing
Get the bird, catch her shoot her
I don't care get the bird
Bring her down to the ground from out the air
Gotta tear her apart, let me at her first
Sink her to the level of the rest
Of us that inhabit the earth
What's she thinking? does she really believe
That shes above the creatures that work
The dirt and the streets
See her up in the tree
Looking down at you and me
Like she's chosen over those who
Walk around on two feet
The bird, the melodys she play
The music she make, rubbing our faces in the
Feces of the daybreak
Trying to remind us, it's time to awake
Antaganizing and instigating my hate
The chirps, I turn them into screams
My feathered friends end will
Justity the means
Disturbed, I'll grab her by her beak
And swing her in circles untill
She's too dizzy to speak
Well I'll shake her from her branch
Tear apart her nest
Break her skinny legs and fry
Her eggs up for breakfast
(she's a snake that can fly) she's
Just food for the fleas
She thinks she's better then me
Just because she's free?
I'll shake her from her branch
Tear apart her nest
Break her skinny legs and fry
Her eggs up for breakfast
(she's a snake that can fly) she's
Just food for the fleas
She thinks she's better then me
Just because she's free?
My beautiful bird has gone away