Avian

[Intro]

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

Look, concoction of hamentashens (Okay)

Launchin' a bottle rocket (Okay)

Done bein' nice, I'm here for your life and all the profits (Whoa)

I'm not your conscience, you nuts, almonds and Häagen-Dazs

Auction off your grandfather's watch from the Holocaust (Okay)

I'm iconic, naked walk in the garden, birdwatchin'

Alarmin' all of these cardinals like I need a pope (Pope)

Puffin' that white smoke (Smoke)

Get faded and play the maestro

I'm ice cold, bunny slippers, nice robe (Probably velvet)

Sneaky bitch stole my Rollie last night, yo (Night, yo)

I might know some dyke hoes who can fight, though (Yeah!)

Walkin' on a tight rope underneath a microscope

But close-up we all just molecules and isotopes (That's very deep)

My psychic don't know the future

To live life, you kids might just close your computer (Get some exercise)

The street lights might blind you though (Blind you though)

Make a collage and look at it through a kaleidoscope

[Chorus]

There's a bird in the sky

Look at him fly

Why? (Why? Why? Why? Why?)

(Why? Why? Why? Why?)

(Why? Why? Why? Why?)

(Why? Why? Why? Why?)

Uh, let the money pile, I'll be runnin' wild

Life's a motherfuckin' joke, so we fuck around

Feel like I do this in my sleep (Do this in my sleep)

Literally, I do this in my sleep

[Verse 2]

(It's an impression of Bueller) Yeah, yeah

A little TV money (Okay), dollars for sense of humor (Yeah)

Scholar, but my attendance like Bueller, so no use for a tutor

Some cold brews in the cooler (Have one)

Comin' through in wood-grain PT Cruiser, stuntin' (Stuntin')

I'm pissed off like a blind person lookin' for a restroom (Restroom)

Probably be dead soon, inhalin' cigarette fumes (*Coughs*)

Sorry for that blind people comment, that was just rude (Yeah)

And I was raised better, say, "God bless you" (God bless you), haha

I'm Kenny Powers, you more of a Debbie Downer

My bitch takin' off her trousers every time I get around her

I'm nasty, I never shower, go sleep on a bed of flowers

Not into this conversation, I've been in my head for hours, I'm out

[Chorus]

There's a bird in the sky

Look at him fly

Why? (Why? Why? Why? Why?)

(Why? Why? Why? Why?)

(Why? Why? Why? Why?)

(Why? Why? Why? Why?)

Uh, let the money pile, I'll be runnin' wild

Life's a motherfuckin' joke, so we fuck around

Feel like I do this in my sleep (Do this in my sleep)

Literally, I do this in my sleep