I´m against the days When the skies stay bummer-grey And the cake just tastes okay, okay Well, I guess I´m anti-yuck Against the stuff that sucks
The life out of your soul And shuts it down
I´m against the thought Letting good tomatoes rot Being someone that you´re not, when you´re not Well I guess I´m anti-hate ´Cause that ain´t what it takes It´s love that makes this crazy world go round
I´m for the sun, I´m for the breeze Old dogs sleeping at your feet I´m for the girls with the curls and the curves I´m for questions I´m for freedom Celebrating every season For the bees and the trees and the dirt I´m for the birds (I´m for the birds)
I´m for the birds (I´m for the birds) I´m for the birds (I´m for the birds)
I´m against the notion Of drinking witchy potions And causing big commotion You know, son I guess I´m anti-confrontation I´d rather have a conversation About nothing in particular at all
I´m against them feelings The ones that get revealing Slamming hearts right in the ceilings You feel me And I guess I´m anti-tears I´d rather sip an ice cold beer Listen to some country music until dawn
´Cause I´m for the sun, I´m for the breeze Old dogs sleeping at your feet I´m for the girls with the curls and the curves I´m for questions I´m for freedom Celebrating every season For the trees and the bees and the dirt I´m for feathers I´m for wings I´m for tweedle-deedle-dee-dee-dee For what it´s worth For what it´s worth I´m for the birds (I´m for the birds) I´m for the birds (I´m for the birds) I´m for the birds (I´m for the birds) I´m for the birds (I´m for the birds) I´m for the birds (I´m for the birds)
I´m for the birds (I´m for the birds) I´m for the birds (I´m for the birds) Tweedle-deedle-dee-dee-dee