Eels

I can't look at the rocket launch
The trophy wives of the astronauts
And I won't listen to their words
'Cause I like
Birds

I don't care for walkin' down town
Crazy auto car gonna mow me down
Look at all the people like cows in a herd
Well I like
Birds

If you're small
And on a search
I've got a feeder for you to perch on

I can't stand in line at the store
The mean little people are such a bore
But it's all right if you act like a turd
'Cause I like
Birds

If you're small
And on a search
I've got a feeder for you to perch on

If you're small
And on a search
I've got a feeder for you to perch on
I've got a feeder for you to perch on
If you're small
And on a search
I've got a feeder for you to perch on
I've got a feeder for you to perch on

É...

Essa banda é foda. Só falo isso. 

Tem até a estrofe de uma música que resume minha vida...

É tipo assim:

"Life is good
And I feel great
Cuz mother says I was
A great mistake"