And your bird can singthe beatleslennon/mccartneyyou say you've got everything you wantand your bird can singbut you don't get meyou don't get meyou say you've seen the seven wondersand you bird is greenbut you can't see meyou can't see mewhen your prized possessionsstart to weigh you downlook in my directioni'll be round, i'll be roundwhen your bird is brokenwill it bring you downyou may be awokeni'll be round, i'll be roundyou tell me that you've heard every sound there isand your bird can swingbut you can't hear meyou can't hear me