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          "King of the Birds"

Excuse me, Your Majesty
I didn't see you sitting there
Pardon my obscurity
I'm sure the Judge is really fair

Perched up high on your throne
I'll throw myself at your feet
Give me mercy, give me green
For, the sports just can't be beat

He's the King of the Birds
Sits high with the crown
He's the Son of Mother Earth
His throne is our ground

Dodge our bullets and our death
Struggle to stay alive
You might be here after we're gone
Or are you left here to die?

He's the King of the Birds
Sits high with the crown
He's the Son of Mother Earth
His throne is our ground

He's the King of the Birds
Let's follow his voice
Let's change our crazy ways
It may be our only choice.



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