Birds

Birds birds birds
Flying away
Birds birds birds
Into the sun
Where do they go?
Where do they run
Why do they make their gettaway?

Birds birds birds
They were all free
Birds birds birds
They were all flying
But you brougth your cages
And tried to catch them
Thats why they make their gettaway

Their wings no match for your steel
They're trying to survive
My feathered one's above be free
Just spread your wings and save yourself
And hide your babies from the noise
And stay away from moving traffic
Don't build your nest from broken glass
And we will all escape this plastic