Jay
I'm a colourful crow
I'm in the know
I'm tuned in to the wind
I'll go where it goes
You're out of range Magpie
You're Dr Strange
Your signal is on the blink
When I see you it's just static
Fuzz, white noise,
Black night, no joys
Magpie
I'm a dancing devil
You better know my name
piebald, no I'm lucky that's my fame
I'm full of joy, boy, I'm on top of the world, girl
What if I steal a little, I only borrow
That never brought so much sorrow
I've hammered my tree house up top
While you bury your Oak nuts in an antique shop
You think you're a clever fella?
Well you've been storing your acorns
In the wrong lawns, gives you false dawns
You're nothing but a squirrel with wings
And the way you scream it makes my ears ring
You like to mock, well the laughs on you
Copycat,
can't you come up with anything
More original than that?
You've got nuts on the brain
You must be a forester
Planting oak trees everywhere
You dig a hole and drop an acorn in
Then you can't remember where you've been
Spend the rest of the spring on the hunt for the thing
You could have just caught your meal instead of squirreling
Jay
Yo Magpie, you turn the day into night
Little black and white kite
Sailing against the wind
Bad Omen, makes a Sad Roman
Probably caused the fall of Rome
Blame you for all and a broken home
Flitter like the litter
Outta my sight
I ain't saluting nothing
You're like a puffin
Mouth full of silver
Always thievin
Can't trust nothing you say
You see a flash and you're away
Trying poach a gold chain
Why don't you try earning a living
Like me, I'm an honest bird
Earn an honest day's pay
Haven't you heard? Jay's a grafter
You're a grifter and a shifter
I only have to look at you
And I fall around in laughter
Magpie
You a grafter? That fills me with laughter
Especially after, I hear you chatter away
You never shut up, chump
You're in the bushes with your pals
Shooting the breeze chatting up gals
It's Jay, they say, he's not a serious bird
You lack my gravitas, you're just
a gimmick, cheap as chips, you chirp
and chat, you're like the chaff
And I'm like the grain
You'll be gone with the wind
Washed down the drain
You're only good for mopping up spills
Jay cloth, with your silly big bills
Jay
Well hey there sausage you can be my pork pie
You've come to the right meat shop
I'm the butcher with his carving knives up
Whats up? You've seen something you don't like huh?
I can cut you into rashers like a pork chop
Fry you in the pan like bacon
I aint makin some kind a joke
You gonna be smokin
Like a pig in a poke
Chokin' on your words
You silver tongue bird
Forked tongued more like, double crossing
Snake in the grass, go collect your bus pass
You're old news, I'm the new bird on the block
And it's a chopping block, I'm sharpening my knives
Magpie
Hey Jay, keep your greedy beak shut
I've got the upperhand
I'm like Big Ben, gonna give you
The golden gong
Pound your head with my song
Don't you know you better doff your cap to me
I'm the devil in disguise
You're caught between me and the deep blue sea
I'm the hard place you can't get through
You're running into hell and I'm selling you shoes
I've got your soul in my pocket too
You've been Jay-walking and I'm gonna sock it to you
I've got the policeman's punch, I'm in the black and white bunch
I'm the boys in blue and I'm coming for you
Woo, woo, calling the police
Jay
I'm the Jay dog, it doesn't take a road hog
You'll be road kill, just a meal on the bill
Come to my party, we'll be dining on you
You're gonna pay the Jay, with your pound of flesh
Magpie I'm gonna slice you up, like a pie chart fresh
Meat is the thing on the bone or tip of the wing
You can tip me too, I'll be waiting on you
So come dine in my restaurant Magpie stew's on the menu
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