Birds are cattle of the sky They graze on heaven's lawn A mile high They have their heads in the clouds Why bother bringing them down? Why oh why? Chorus
Verse 1: A third party at a table for two I?m sorry I don?t mean to intrude But it was me and you before you met her And all the live songs you wrote
Verse 1: You?ve marched To your pomp and your circumstance Bravely You?re starched you?re a formal affair and I Can?t breathe You?re smart you know