I learned long ago   'bout a better way of killing birds   And what it means when they die in my hands      Like a strangled heart   It never made much sense to me   Why I'd need to know the best way to do that      But you have to love the murderer I've become   As I'm standing here in front of you   Standing right in front of you   Standing here in front of you   Killing birds      I've spent my youth   Breaking down the walls my father built   Just like he did to his father before him      But then I had no home   So I tried to make a better one   It looked just like his, so I burned it down again      No there ain't a long parade of idiots   As I'm standing here in front of you   Standing right in front of you   Standing here in front of you   Killing birds      You don't have to love the murderer I've become      If I could spin a web   I would sit and wait for you   I wouldn't need a stone, I'd just poison you and tie you up      And you would be a bird   A beautiful cresent one   And your eyes would beg   But i'm just doing my job      Standing here in front of you   Standing right in front of you   Standing here in front of you   Standing right in front of you   Standing here in front of you   Standing right in front of you   Standing here in front of you   Killing birds