Well I didn't tell anyone, but a bird flew by.
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Saw what I'd done. He set up a nest outside,
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and he sang about what I'd become.
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He sang so loud, sang so clear.
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I was afraid all the neighbours would hear,
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So I invited him in, just to reason with him.
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I promised I wouldn't do it again.
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But he sang louder and louder inside the house,
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And no I couldn't get him out.
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So I trapped him under a cardboard box.
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stood on it to make him stop.
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I picked up the bird and above the din I said
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"That's the last song you'll ever sing".
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Held him down, broke his neck,
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Taught him a lesson he wouldn't forget.
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But in my dreams began to creep
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that old familiar tweet tweet tweet
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I opened my mouth to scream and shout,
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I waved my arms and flapped about.
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But I couldn't scream and I couldn't shout,
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couldn't scream and I couldn't shout.
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I opened my mouth to scream and shout
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waved my arms and flapped about
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But I couldn't scream I couldn't shout,
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The song was coming from my mouth.
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From my mouth,
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From my mouth,
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From my mouth.
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From my mouth,
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From my mouth,
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From my mouth,
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From my mouth.
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From my mouth.
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From my mouth.
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From my mouth.
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From my mouth.
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From my mouth,
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From my mouth,
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From my mouth,
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From my mouth.
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Bird Song
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| Florence + The Machine |
