Bathing Birds - Adam Green

In all the world, make way for the bathing birds

Make way for the one you’ve come to find to make your pain reverse

He’d move his house away and clean the clutter

In all those wives' tales, you found a brother

I know where I’ll be sleeping tonight

And I know what it might be this time

Mind your pubis, found more schmucks to advertise

To all those special friends slated to meet you

I knew I’d never stay, I don’t believe you

If you’re crying, I can’t hear

Still her daddy after all of these years