Hanging on a telephone line. Witnessing a million crimes. I've been alone all this time. I don't care for boys or girls. I'd rather hang around with the birds.
Humans only wreck the world.
They'd kill your whole family for a string of pearls. But I can't get away from the thought. We're dying, we're dying, we're dying. Our insides are starting to rot. If I had wings I'd try to fly.