What a release

From judgement

Back into the flock

Another mangey pigeon

Peckin' at the crumbs from the bums

Of george square

Anonymous

As anonymous as no one.

No, the birds don't care

What the birds have done

That this one's here

Or that one's gone.

We all do things

That we wish we hadn't done

Thank you for accepting me

Despite what I have done.

Whoo...

Whoo...

Is that what we want?

To be with

Others who know

Who understand

Who we are

Or what we've done

I say, "fine!

What about it?

You've done time"

Oh yeah, the time's been done.

We all do things

That we wish we hadn't done.

No, the birds don't care

What the birds have done

Thank you for accepting me

Despite what I have done

Thank you for accepting me

The man that I've become.

Alright

Yeah, whoo, wow, wow!