You could put me in a bucket
Float me down the river
We could make love but
We'll have to do it quicker
Than your dad can run
You could bite my finger
Draw a little blood
We could mess around
Playing in the mud
In the summer sun
You could be my prison
Shackle me in chains
We could have a fight
Dig throughout my brains
With an old bent spoon
You could twist my hair
Fill it full of flowers
We could stand alone
Breathing in the shower
Under the Autumn moon
Where do birds come from?
I read in an article online
That birds are the descendants of dinosaurs
Just another creature in a long never ending chain of evolutionary progress
So I guess birds are like you
Where did the dinosaurs go?
I read in an old textbook
That they died in a meteor impact millions and millions of years ago
Just another pile of bones ordered by age in the geological column
So I guess dinosaurs are like me
Where did we end up?
I read in my diary
That all women are bitches
And the men aren't any better
Just a bunch of apes trying to get to the top of shit mountain so they can get all the bananas
So I guess we're like that meteor that killed all the dinosaurs, except the ones that became birds.
