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