Birds

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…