There's a tiny songbird who sings while shitting on my car,
Does it every morning, it's so bizarre,
It's all over my door,
I can't take much more,
I dare not leave my door ajar.
So I pondered, maybe a little test,
I had to do what's best,
You might think I'm absurd,
But, I followed that little bird,
And climbed its tree, and shit in his nest.
By John Hardesty
Does it every morning, it's so bizarre,
It's all over my door,
I can't take much more,
I dare not leave my door ajar.
So I pondered, maybe a little test,
I had to do what's best,
You might think I'm absurd,
But, I followed that little bird,
And climbed its tree, and shit in his nest.
By John Hardesty