‘Talking To Birds’ Lyrics

I like to talk to the boss
to the CEO, to the Director
I like to talk to the man
Something is not right

I like to talk to the Mayor
to Minister, to the President
and the Queen, about the powers,
and the powers, and the power-less

But mostly I just end up – talking to Birds
TALKING TO BIRDS

I like to talk to my father
to my mother, to my brothers
to all the ones alive and I like to talk to you

I like to talk to that girl
to a good friend
I like to talk to strangers
I like to talk to many!
I’m ‘talkative’

But mostly I just end up – talking to Birds
TALKING TO BIRDS

When I talk they
Flick their wings
Tweak their heads
And curiously look you straight into your eyes
After a good chat – listen to how we sing

I like to talk to a priest – about his delusion
to the devil – about his deeds
to God – about his absence

Hi there Jesus – come down for a chat
Let’s walk – the talk with Buddah and Muhammed
Scientist have tried, so have the rationality and hope
But we can’t seem to make them listen
So welcome to you – the boss of the Pope

I get claustrophobic by all those closed minds
And end up talking to birds
And I’ve been talking to trees
Been buzzing with bees and barking with dogs
(I like straight talk!!)

They listen,
To what the heart has to say
They are not afraid to read
What the eyes are telling
Listen – Together we sing:

Please help us!

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We are the thoughts
Chasing you – at first light
We are ready to provoke
And fast to take the flight

We are the grass
The prickle – under your feet
So they jump up – hey tabletop!
Let’s dance with spud and meat

We are the flea
That bite – Make you jump out of your skin
And pick a new one not so tight
That is ready for a spin

We are the pimple
That you curse – and never let you be
Love to be popped
And make your nose Red and free

We are the clown
In your heart – daring to fail
Like a kid from that past
Asking to bail out of jail

The world is spinning
Join up and become a, become a, became a pain in the ass.

We are the slime mold bunch
Getting ready for your lunch
Coming together as one (when the conditions are right)

We are the hungry souls
Chewing the forbidden apples
Escaping the graves
Climbing out of the cradles

We are the boys,
Still believing –
In love at first light
We are the voice in your head
Saying: get that girl in bed!

We are the mutiny
In heaven and in hell
Both lightening the fire
And ringing the bell

We are the dreamers
Of another planet
We are the doers
(Or,,,, are we just dreaming?)

The world is spinning
Join up, Join up and become the, became the pain in the ass.

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