The Bianca Story - Bird Rocket Lyrics

Lyrics Bird Rocket - The Bianca Story



Hiding in streetlights
Here I feel secure
Envy all others 2.5 and more
Waiting on the corner
Strangers passing by
Looking for nobody
To blame them when they cry
And they pay me to come
And they pay me to drink
Where is all that change?
I got a crisis in my pocket
I'm a bird I'm not a rocket
I could die, baby baby die, baby baby die baby die, baby baby die
I got a crisis in my pocket
I'm a bird I'm not a rocket
I could die, baby baby die, baby baby die baby die, baby baby die
My only mother
Never felt so poor
My tender father
Threw me out the door
And it pays to be dumb
And it pays me to drink
Where is all that change?
I got a crisis in my pocket
I'm a bird I'm not a rocket
I could die, baby baby die, baby baby die baby die, baby baby die
I got a crisis in my pocket
I'm a bird I'm not a rocket
I could die, baby baby die, baby baby die baby die, baby baby die
I'm a bird not a rocket
A bird, don't provoke me
If you feed me I will choke
I could die, do believe it
I'm a bird not a rocket
A bird, don't provoke me
If you feed me I will choke
I could die, better believe it
Got a crisis in my pocket
I'm a bird I'm not a rocket
I could die, baby baby die, baby baby die baby die, baby baby die.



Writer(s): Lorenz Hunziker, Elia Rediger, Sebastian Buergi, Anna Waibel, Joel Fonsegrive, Fabian Chiquet


The Bianca Story - Coming Home
Album Coming Home
date of release
27-01-2012




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