...You Listen to the Birds outside....

...it's getting on ure nerves....

please remind i tould u something

-- Edited by Nilky at 14:38, 2006-08-18

(chours)

When i was Young.....

....this time , cause it was really fine....

yeah im happy these birds arent mine......

*chorus ends*

smelling the bread roll in the stove

U go crackers, u cant hear it anymore

time for chorus ;)

Nixy wrote:

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(chours)

When i was Young.....

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Jibb wrote:

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the feathers flew, the bullets too, I remember..

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Me wrote:

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....this time , cause it was really fine....

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Gyd wrote:

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happy those birds aren't mine

Me wrote:

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yeah im happy these birds arent mine......

*chorus end*

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silently waiting for one of those birds to land

i can not hold it

here birdie catch

awesome man! i killed 7 in a row :P

(chours) 2 times

Guitar Solo

(Chours)

(Outro)

(End)



Yeaaaaaah :P

Thats a very nice song about killing Birds :P
Now i know that this was a nice Idea.... The other Members of my band think its a nice song too.

Hmmm anyone of u have an Idea for a Name ?

ok for all.. here the coplete text....

And pl create a few possible names for it... i'll make a poll after a few replies ^^


You have to get up every morning

sad to leave your beds embrace.

You Listen to the Birds outside

wishing you had a gun some place

it's getting on ure nerves

and you feel the rage well up inside

please remind i tould u something

time for birds to die!!


(chours)

When i was Young
the feathers flew,
the bullets too,
I remember this time,
cause it was really fine
happy those birds aren't mine
yeah im happy these birds arent mine......

(chorus ends)


the coffees boiling, the eggs are poaching,

smelling the bread roll in the stove

but still that damn pigeon keeps on a cooing.

U go crackers, u cant hear it anymore

gonne kill them ALL like we did before


(chours)

When i was Young
the feathers flew,
the bullets too,
I remember this time,
cause it was really fine
happy those birds aren't mine
yeah im happy these birds arent mine......

(chorus ends)


So U sit in the window, bread knife in hand

silently waiting for one of those birds to land

reflexes twitching, senses on edge,

u can not hold it

here birdie catch

the knife doe's fly, and the blood doth flow

awesome man! U killed 7 in a row


(chours)

When i was Young
the feathers flew,
the bullets too,
I remember this time,
cause it was really fine
happy those birds aren't mine
yeah im happy these birds arent mine......

(chorus ends) 2x


(Guitar Solo)



(chours)

When i was Young
the feathers flew,
the bullets too,
I remember this time,
cause it was really fine
happy those birds aren't mine
yeah im happy these birds arent mine......

(chorus ends)


(Outro)




edit: hmm the 3rd Verse could become a Bridge *g*



-- Edited by Nixy at 10:46, 2006-08-24