Axis Of Awesome Bird Plane
I can’t stand to fly; I’m not that naive.
I’m just out to find, the better part of me.
I’m more than a bird; I’m more than a plane:
I’m a bird-plane
I’m a bird-plane
I’m a bird-plane
Part of me is a bird; the other part is a plane.
See my feathers; hear my engines.
My beak and my hydraulic suspensions.
A Bird-plane.
I’m a bird-plane!
I’m a bird-plane.
Check me out I’m a bird-plane
I wish I could cry, and fall upon my beak
Find a way to lie, and pretend I’m not a freak
It may sound insane; it might be absurd.
But I’m a plane, and I’m also a bird
You may be confused, now don’t be naive,
‘Cause I can eat petrol flavoured bird seed
‘Cause I’m a bird plane.
I’m a bird plane.
I’m a bird plane.
A mother f..cking bird plane.
And it’s not easy to be a bird plane.
