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