Crazy Birds

We rise up
With the midday sun
We sleep too much
'Cos the work is done

And my papa says that this life is good
We got not much money, but heaps food

We bask our skin
In the afternoon light
We're eating all
The sweet ripe fruit

And Ol' Brotherboy hangs a tyre from the tree
My sister goes first, she goes higher than me

We're watching the old crazy birds fly by
They're watching us back, but we don't know why

We don't think
We'll ever go back to town
And 'ol pumpkin head is still after me
But I bet he won't look near this river gum tree
And we dance 'round the fire with me old Uncle Ted
We watch him pour bad red wine into his head

And we wobble our bones until we must stop
The music is good but the dancing is not

We're watching the old crazy birds fly by
They're watching us back, but we don't know why