Birdie Hop, He Do,
He Hop Along
A Lonely Bird Upon
A Window There, He, He
There He Blow
A Windy Snow, He Knew The Snow
I Know The Snow, A Hoppy Bird


The Antelope Ride Around The Parasol
Just To See If He's A Man Enough
To Meet You In The Sandpit
On A Flying Kind Of Sighing
In A Meddlesome Way
You Know The Way
I See The Flies

She's A Little Kite, The Sort You Think You Might
Like To Fly 'er And Like A Kite
You Get To See Her Every Night
You Know The Way

She's Only Paving Her Way
Hectachrome Plane
I See The Flies

Birdie Hop, He Do, He Hop Along
A Lonely Bird Upon
A Window There, He, He,
There He Blow, The Windy Snow,
He Know The Snow, A Hoppy Bird


A Camel Woke Up To A Polish Dawn
Wouldn't Look To See His Feet Had Gone
He Wouldn't Like It
Wouldn't Have The Strength To Fight It
I See The Flies

I'm The Only Bird, A Little Third,
I Lost A Quarter, Had A Yearning

To Be Earning Just A Dollar A Day
And In A Way You Shouldn't Like It
Hectachrome Plane
I See The Flies