Mealworms
My mealworms bring all the birds to the yard
And their life is better than yours
Their life is better than yours
I could teach you, but I'd have to charge
There's a blackbird and there's a crow
Picking the peanuts from down below
There's a robin and there's a finch
They're stabbing the seed with their little beaks
There's a sparrow and there's a wren
Fluttering in and then out again
There's a pigeon and starling too
Taking the feed from me and you
But watch out, here comes a cat
He looks pretty lean, he's not so fat
He's so slinky, he's long and black
What you gonna do about that, Mr Robin?
My mealworms bring all the birds to the yard
And their life is better than yours
Their life is better than yours
I could teach you, but I'd have to charge
It brings me joy in a funny kind of way
To feed the birdies every day
To see their coloured feather display
Yeah it keeps me from sobbin'
But watch out, here comes a cat
He looks pretty lean, he's not so fat
He's so slinky, he's long and black
What you gonna do about that, Mr Robin?
It brings me joy in a funny kind of way
To feed the birdies every day
To see their coloured feather display
Yeah it keeps me from sobbin'
Life's just a bag of mealworms
If you can see past the problems
Yeah, just a bag of mealworms
Can you see it on my terms?
And their life is better than yours
Their life is better than yours
I could teach you, but I'd have to charge
There's a blackbird and there's a crow
Picking the peanuts from down below
There's a robin and there's a finch
They're stabbing the seed with their little beaks
There's a sparrow and there's a wren
Fluttering in and then out again
There's a pigeon and starling too
Taking the feed from me and you
But watch out, here comes a cat
He looks pretty lean, he's not so fat
He's so slinky, he's long and black
What you gonna do about that, Mr Robin?
My mealworms bring all the birds to the yard
And their life is better than yours
Their life is better than yours
I could teach you, but I'd have to charge
It brings me joy in a funny kind of way
To feed the birdies every day
To see their coloured feather display
Yeah it keeps me from sobbin'
But watch out, here comes a cat
He looks pretty lean, he's not so fat
He's so slinky, he's long and black
What you gonna do about that, Mr Robin?
It brings me joy in a funny kind of way
To feed the birdies every day
To see their coloured feather display
Yeah it keeps me from sobbin'
Life's just a bag of mealworms
If you can see past the problems
Yeah, just a bag of mealworms
Can you see it on my terms?
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