| Song | The Birdman |
| Artist | Our Lady Peace |
| Album | A Decade |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Eacrett, Lanni, Maida, Turner | |
| Hopelessly a man starts to feed your day | |
| Once he was there you never looked back | |
| How did you think that his words might just fade away | |
| He seemed harmless enough | |
| So you let him in and now you'll pay | |
| I can't see him but he's stalking in my thoughts | |
| How does it feel | |
| When you can't concentrate, | |
| I just stare | |
| And all of your daydreams | |
| Are a seesaw for him to play on | |
| And how does it feel when he calls your name | |
| You plug your ears but it's not the same | |
| How do you know when he pulls you back? | |
| Oh, he pulls you back, back, back | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
| Birdman wouldn't lie | |
| Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
| But I just can't trust him tonight | |
| How do you forget a stranger | |
| That plagues your days? | |
| We arm ourselves | |
| When there's nothing to fear, right? | |
| WrongHow does it feel when he comes to pass? | |
| There's something there but it's not quite right | |
| How does it know, does it make you mad? | |
| Oh ,it makes you mad, mad, mad, mad | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
| The birdman wouldn't lie | |
| Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
| It's all on the other side | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| And I feel him, | |
| I feel him | |
| But how do we find | |
| Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
| The birdman wouldn't lie | |
| Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
| But I just can't trust him tonight | |
| Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
| The birdman wouldn't lie | |
| Nobody's wrong, nobody's right | |
| And people and all you people | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Get it on, get it on and on and on | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Get it on, get it on | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| I feel |
| zuo ci : Eacrett, Lanni, Maida, Turner | |
| Hopelessly a man starts to feed your day | |
| Once he was there you never looked back | |
| How did you think that his words might just fade away | |
| He seemed harmless enough | |
| So you let him in and now you' ll pay | |
| I can' t see him but he' s stalking in my thoughts | |
| How does it feel | |
| When you can' t concentrate, | |
| I just stare | |
| And all of your daydreams | |
| Are a seesaw for him to play on | |
| And how does it feel when he calls your name | |
| You plug your ears but it' s not the same | |
| How do you know when he pulls you back? | |
| Oh, he pulls you back, back, back | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| Birdman wouldn' t lie | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| But I just can' t trust him tonight | |
| How do you forget a stranger | |
| That plagues your days? | |
| We arm ourselves | |
| When there' s nothing to fear, right? | |
| WrongHow does it feel when he comes to pass? | |
| There' s something there but it' s not quite right | |
| How does it know, does it make you mad? | |
| Oh , it makes you mad, mad, mad, mad | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| It' s all on the other side | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| And I feel him, | |
| I feel him | |
| But how do we find | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| But I just can' t trust him tonight | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| And people and all you people | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Get it on, get it on and on and on | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Get it on, get it on | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| I feel |
| zuò cí : Eacrett, Lanni, Maida, Turner | |
| Hopelessly a man starts to feed your day | |
| Once he was there you never looked back | |
| How did you think that his words might just fade away | |
| He seemed harmless enough | |
| So you let him in and now you' ll pay | |
| I can' t see him but he' s stalking in my thoughts | |
| How does it feel | |
| When you can' t concentrate, | |
| I just stare | |
| And all of your daydreams | |
| Are a seesaw for him to play on | |
| And how does it feel when he calls your name | |
| You plug your ears but it' s not the same | |
| How do you know when he pulls you back? | |
| Oh, he pulls you back, back, back | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| Birdman wouldn' t lie | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| But I just can' t trust him tonight | |
| How do you forget a stranger | |
| That plagues your days? | |
| We arm ourselves | |
| When there' s nothing to fear, right? | |
| WrongHow does it feel when he comes to pass? | |
| There' s something there but it' s not quite right | |
| How does it know, does it make you mad? | |
| Oh , it makes you mad, mad, mad, mad | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| It' s all on the other side | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| And I feel him, | |
| I feel him | |
| But how do we find | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| But I just can' t trust him tonight | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| The birdman wouldn' t lie | |
| Nobody' s wrong, nobody' s right | |
| And people and all you people | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Get it on, get it on and on and on | |
| Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it on | |
| Get it on, get it on | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| I feel him, | |
| I feel him close | |
| I feel |