Another Song Parrot-y

I thought that birds belonged to other men
‘Cause each time I got close,
They’d fly away again.

I feared their wings would beat and they would flee,
I faced the nights alone
Oh, how could I have known
That all my life I only needed tools?

Oh there are parrot’s eyes,
They’re lookin’ out from my tool wall 
There are parrot’s eyes
And now I’m in their thrall.
I swear that I can see forever in its eyes
Parrot’s eyes.
Picture of the handle of a saw that looks like a blue parrot with a hole for an eye. A beak has been doodled in. Speech bubble says, "I hate these song parodies. They're toucan fusing."

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