Soaring freely in the blue sky every morning
Those carefree, lovely pigeons in my neighbourhood
How I wish to be like them
Too sad I'm not a bird or Superman
Household chores to be done
Not much fun have I
Got no wings to fly
Still stuck in the same house
Sob, sob, sob, sob, sob
Lucky those pigeons are around.
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