Did ya ever wonder what's goin on up there? I hear flappin and singin and see feathers in the air.
It's six in the morning, I don't want to get up. They sound like a chorus, oh how I need my coffee cup?
What's all that commotion and squawkin about? Just who's in charge, and why do they shout?
Are they going to work, or to a party, or to eat? Are they having some worms? Goodness, it must be a feast.
Did ya ever wonder what's goin on up there? Come on you guys, I need some sleep, I do declare!
Written by: S. Matheson 8/12/2004 |