The Fire Ring Falcons

A broom for a guitar and some pots for the drums
Singin' in the yard with their microphone thumbs
Screaming for themselves and the echoes have a lot to say

I love my life
But nobody loves me

The fire ring falcons take over the stage
Blowin' one note in a ball of rage
Eight years of history breaks out of the cage
The fire ring falcons got a war to wage
Things can get bottled up at any age
With a little bit of wisdom anyone can be a sage
And take over the stage
Take over the stage
Before life turns the page

Dreams for eyes and eyes for a dream
A finger for a spoon and a lap of ice cream
I scream you scream thoughts that fly away

I love my life
But nobody loves me

The fire ring falcons take over the stage
Blowin' one note in a ball of rage
Eight years of history breaks out of the cage
The fire ring falcons got a war to wage
Things can get bottled up at any age
With a little bit of wisdom anyone can be a sage
And take over the stage
Take over the stage
Before life turns the page