JUNIOR BIRDMEN
Tune: Itself
General Circle Universal Explicit
Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011
Lyrics
Up in the air, junior birdmen, Into the air, upside down, Up in the air, junior birdmen, With your assholes to the ground.
And when you hear the grand announcement, That your wings are made of tin, Then you will know junior birdmen, Have sent their boxtops in.
For it takes five boxtops, Four bottle-bottoms, Three wrappers, Two labels, And one thin dime … Ratta-ta-taaa …