C-Birds Songtext / Lyric

I see a college town,

no hotels, no dressing gowns

bow down to C-birds crossing,

I see a money tree,






Fairy tales and killer bees,

bow down to C-birds crossing, baby,

(inaudible tribal chanting)



Another jew in the captain's tower,

make that a shock,

from his wicked taser gun,

you make it all too fun



(inaudible tribal chanting over and over)