Birdman Songtext
von Nachtschade

I′ll be down
Smoke the tramp
On the platform
There are too many birds
In this land
I will stand
Like a man
For a birdless land

They come down
I go out
I go chasing
'Cross the border
They flock
Overseas
But our platforms are full
And my lunch ain′t free


They get lost
They get found
There's no use in
Standing out
All these birds
And it comes down to me

And when I'm up
On the wall
I′ll be drinking
Becket Eye
Praise the good Lord above
There′s a night owl for me
In the corner store

They get lost
They get found
I don't want them
In my town
All these birds
And it comes down to me

They get lost
They get found
I don′t want them
In my town
All these birds
And it comes down to me