Sometimes I envy birds Of how they sail the sky, Sometimes I envy birds Of how they sail the sky,

Threw his bottle at my head, hard but lovingly. Threw his bottle at my head, hard but lovingly.

But be happy that, We can finally slap each other's face, And that we. Dont need to hoard toilet pap... But be happy that, We can finally slap each other's face, And that we. Dont need...