Flap Off You Beak

Lyrics for Flap Off You Beak

All nineteen birds flying fast up They are dead they are not alive Bad bird you flap off you beak High and mighty beady bird eye Featherless me and I be all glad on my own Doggy-eyed graceless in my home Steps in wire High and mighty beady bird eye They're not alive They eat no love They curl up in their hollow tree And leak the sap that bad birds do Poison in the drops of black and white pearl On the 'leaving the cinema' girl Steps in wire High and mighty beady bird eye They're not alive Don't linger on not pure gold in your hand And fly again to the end of England Sad birds flying through the famous London fog There is no God There is no 'alive' in my menagerie Sad birds they are not alive Nineteen birds flying fast up They are not alive (they're not alive)