The Bianca Story - Bird Rocket lyrics

Hiding in streetlights Here I feel secure Envy all others 2.5 and more Waiting on the corner Strangers pa**ing by Looking for nobody To blame them when they cry And they pay me to come And they pay me to drink Where is all that change? I got a crisis in my pocket I'm a bird I'm not a rocket I could die, baby baby die, baby baby die baby die, baby baby die I got a crisis in my pocket I'm a bird I'm not a rocket I could die, baby baby die, baby baby die baby die, baby baby die My only mother Never felt so poor My tender father Threw me out the door And it pays to be dumb And it pays me to drink Where is all that change? I got a crisis in my pocket I'm a bird I'm not a rocket I could die, baby baby die, baby baby die baby die, baby baby die I got a crisis in my pocket I'm a bird I'm not a rocket I could die, baby baby die, baby baby die baby die, baby baby die I'm a bird not a rocket A bird, don't provoke me If you feed me I will choke I could die, do believe it I'm a bird not a rocket A bird, don't provoke me If you feed me I will choke I could die, better believe it Got a crisis in my pocket I'm a bird I'm not a rocket I could die, baby baby die, baby baby die baby die, baby baby die...