There's a bird in my hair
there's a bird in my hair

there's a bird in my hair 
and I just don't CARE.

Nobody knows about the tub

of peanut butter concealed

up my nose. Until I sneeze and it's

ejected at such a velocity

that it brings them to their knees.

Bird in my hair
I just don't dare
peanut butter in my nose
soup in all my clothes
I have a pair of gloves
and beef
lots of beef.

The beef has a belief

and a thousand and one eyes

and plenty of teeth.

What does the beef believe

and why does it stare?

Nobody knows because it's

just not there, its hiding

with the peanut butter

and the bird, up my nose and

in my hair.