Текст песни Dead Bird

She talks to god Praying him to help me, to help me out I don't feel sick Though i should be, though i should be now The kids outside Turned the courtyard to a theme park, to a theme park now Descend sin now Is filling up their young hearts, their young hearts now The dead birds Are falling from the sky (falling from the sky) The dead birds Are falling from the sky (falling from the sky) Get the clothes up now, get the clothes up now We'll make smiley faces on the tambourine