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Well, I didn't tell anyone, but a bird flew by | Saw what I'd done, and he set up a nest outside | And he sang about what I'd become | He sang so loud, sang so clear | I was afraid all the neighbours would hear | So I invited him in, just to reason with him | I promised I wouldn't do it again. | But he sang louder and louder inside the house | And no I couldn't get him out | So I trapped him under a cardboard box | Stood on it to make him stop. | I picked up the bird and above the din I said | "That's the last song you'll ever sing" | Held him down, broke his neck | Taught him a lesson he wouldn't forget. | But in my dreams began to creep | that old familiar tweet tweet tweet.
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