No supper for you, you sulky young thing
The Lord made you deaf and you still tried to sing
He gave you this outfit to breathe and be alive in
To rust and obey like a wreck behind the drive-in
X marks the spot where girl buried the ring
A chip of your nail and a clip of your wing
Who will write your eulogy and dig up your earth and set you free?
It's time to grow up now
Broken bird, broken bird
It's time to grow up now
Someone's getting thin enough to walk between the rain and
Someone's playing watchdog now and choking at a chain and
Someone's being born again to stagger up the road and
Somebody is one bale shy of a full load
It's time to grow up now
Broken bird, broken bird
It's time to grow up now
Hands come up empty, that's how it goes
Empty face show how little it knows
This is your day to wrangle free
With this in your throat for company
For company
It's time to grow up now
Broken bird, broken bird
It's time to grow up now
Someone's getting s**ed out of the trailer through the fan and
Someone's in a closet eating Cool Whip from a can and
Someone dreams of bullets 'cause they're stronger than a fist
Well, me, I dream of something better than this
It's time to grow up now
Broken bird, broken bird
It's time to grow up now
My broken bird