| Song | Birds Fly |
| Artist | They Might Be Giants |
| Album | Then: The Earlier Years |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Vocal:John Flansburgh | |
| Birds fly into my windshield | |
| Thoughts fall from my thoughts | |
| This good luck charm hanging off my arm | |
| Was left here by the police | |
| Words fall out of my pockets | |
| And cats dance under my feet | |
| This colorful spell under which I live | |
| Protects me from all I write | |
| And the microscope reveals the scope | |
| Of my very best intentions (best intentions) | |
| Yes, the tiny light shines twice as bright | |
| On the only nice part of me | |
| Birds fly into my windshield | |
| Thoughts fall from my thoughts | |
| This good luck charm hanging off my arm | |
| Was left here by the police | |
| And the microscope reveals the scope | |
| Of my very best intentions (best intentions) | |
| Oh yes the tiny light shines twice as bright | |
| On the only nice part of me |
| Vocal: John Flansburgh | |
| Birds fly into my windshield | |
| Thoughts fall from my thoughts | |
| This good luck charm hanging off my arm | |
| Was left here by the police | |
| Words fall out of my pockets | |
| And cats dance under my feet | |
| This colorful spell under which I live | |
| Protects me from all I write | |
| And the microscope reveals the scope | |
| Of my very best intentions best intentions | |
| Yes, the tiny light shines twice as bright | |
| On the only nice part of me | |
| Birds fly into my windshield | |
| Thoughts fall from my thoughts | |
| This good luck charm hanging off my arm | |
| Was left here by the police | |
| And the microscope reveals the scope | |
| Of my very best intentions best intentions | |
| Oh yes the tiny light shines twice as bright | |
| On the only nice part of me |
| Vocal: John Flansburgh | |
| Birds fly into my windshield | |
| Thoughts fall from my thoughts | |
| This good luck charm hanging off my arm | |
| Was left here by the police | |
| Words fall out of my pockets | |
| And cats dance under my feet | |
| This colorful spell under which I live | |
| Protects me from all I write | |
| And the microscope reveals the scope | |
| Of my very best intentions best intentions | |
| Yes, the tiny light shines twice as bright | |
| On the only nice part of me | |
| Birds fly into my windshield | |
| Thoughts fall from my thoughts | |
| This good luck charm hanging off my arm | |
| Was left here by the police | |
| And the microscope reveals the scope | |
| Of my very best intentions best intentions | |
| Oh yes the tiny light shines twice as bright | |
| On the only nice part of me |