the sky I like it When the moon's in the sky we like it It's not gonna give us bad advice So go and dance with your thunder and lightning Where the paradise birds
sun And the cares of tomorrow can wait 'til this day is done Come by the hills to the land where life is a song And stand where the birds fill the
as she can now And she'll have fun fun fun 'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away And she'll have fun fun fun 'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away If
; And the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done. Come by the hills to the land where life is a song. And stand where the birds fill the air
sniffed and crossed myself My hand decided that the time was nigh And for a moment it slipped from view And when it returned, it fairly burned With confidence anew Well, the thunder
You gonna finish your bird in a box Hey man, your witness to the stand still Shoulder to shoulder, the burden a box Hey man, and even Colonel Sanders' daddy Was a thunder bird
you won't be free I'm as free as a bird Flying out over Flying out over the sea I call out to the wind No one comes to let me in I hear the thunder The
You make the thunder start (a) rollin You make the lightening cover the sky You make the storm cloud hover over the hills You make the water start rising
black cloud come Yonder on the horizon Yonder on the horizon Stopped at the mighty river Sucked the damn thing dry Distant thunder rumble Distant thunder
in the sheets But in his heart he felt a bliss Which nothing could compete Oh mama, oh mama Orpheus went leaping through the fields Strumming as hard as he did please Birdies
lump of crow bait" And then the rain came thundering down Everybody runnin' for their wagons Tyin' all the canvas flaps down The mangy cats crawlin' in ther cages The bird
sky it floats down past the marbles in the clearing beneath the geese in flight to the darkening river in the autumn light where it touches down oh like a great bird
way it's always gonna be When I say, "Happy Birthday to me!" (there is a knock at the door) Come in! (Luis comes in with a big birthday cake!) Big Bird
I've got a friend who wears go-go boots to Sunday School We used to sit and drink pink champagne on a tin roof Ridin' it out in a thunder bird Singin'
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bird on the wing, Onward, the sailors cry Carry the lad that's born to be king Over the sea to skye Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar, Thunder
sweet love.) I wanna talk to sampson. (girl... sweet love.. feel.) I want yo' sweet ? (yeah, baby. sweet love.) Yeah, bbc status. (girl.) Mockin' birds