@migu music@

Two birds dancing in the sky

And I flap and I flap but I just can't fly

Flying without feathers

Through a cracked open sky

Wide open spaces

In a big blue eye

Looks at us

Sometimes cries

We all dream about flying

Velvet gasses

Burning suede

Social classes

We've got it made

Limo passes

There's a big parade

Greasy grasses

Motorcade

12 gauge

You show me a leader

And I'll show you a liar

These races are fixed man

This is murder for hire