Birds - Maggie Reilly

Spend the day in your bed, take your medicine

If that’s the only thing that keeps you calm

Well, one of these days, you’ve gotta get up and get out

There is a purpose for all of my sitting here

If you can’t understand, well, you could

If you could just stretch your attention span now, for this song

Well, I hope that this is what you would want

'Cause my throat will be the first thing to go

And I hope that someday, I’ll hear everyone sing

Is that all you got?

Turn it up, keep it coming

'Cause I got the words to keep the birds humming

Well, there’s gotta be something

Oh, there’s gotta be something wrong

Well, there’s gotta be something

Oh, there’s gotta be something wrong

You spent your life with a pen and a microphone

And you wrote down everything that you could

In case somebody gives them a second glance now, for this long

I hope that this is what you would want

'Cause my throat will be the first thing to go

When I’m old, I’ll remember when everyone sang

Is that all you got?

Turn it up, keep it coming

'Cause I got the words to keep the birds humming

Well, there’s gotta be something

Oh, there’s gotta be something wrong

Well, there’s gotta be something

Oh, there’s gotta be something wrong with everyone

Let’s go!

Is that all you got?

Turn it up, keep it coming

'Cause I got the words to keep the birds humming

Well, there’s gotta be something

Oh, there’s gotta be something wrong

Well, there’s gotta be something

Oh, there’s gotta be something wrong

Is that all you got?

Turn it up, keep it coming

'Cause I got the words to keep the birds humming

Well, there’s gotta be something

Oh, there’s gotta be something wrong

Well, there’s gotta be something

Oh, there’s gotta be…

There’s gotta be…