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Somewhere over that rainbow Bluebirds die bluebirds cry Only flying you're going to do's up to that big nest in the sky Saw a cat eating a bird the other day said what's that in your mouth cat he said what you think it is fool? Bluebirds cie bluebirds dry Dry up into an empty shell Vultures go to heaven and the bluebirds go to hell Bluebirds bye Bluebrids bye bye Rainbows are dyed. My father climb on back my mother, she say no he say yes she say yes and I am begun. A little x blue gene mix with a little y blue gene and then come an egg. Here I sit in a round little room am I awaiting birth or awaiting doom, white on the outside black on the in break out of the casing and into the wind. I just want to fly--but alls I can do is cry--Agh! Out of the flying plan and into the pyre. As that heat sizzles my feathers I aint even noticing the weather May be raining or snowing a hurricane may be blowing but the only place that bluebird's going is to hell might as well either that or weep can't even work up a peep cuz this aviary's so cheap Bluebirds die--they do Die in a smokestack die in the ozone die when the builders tear down your home I will pull off your wings and eat them on bread Everybody else will be dancing but alls you'll be doing is being dead. So the next time you see a poor little bluebird wounded in the middle of the road, you pick him up gently and squeeze him til his brains come out his beak.