Saw him in a book of fossils
Dancing with some old Apostles
I think if I went back in time
He'd be there alive
Root of all my jealousy
Grounded in my devastation
I can't get no aviation
Up in the sky, his grandchildren fly
I don't sing, I sigh
Tell the archaeopterace
That I never wanted this
Featherhead metropolis
Liar, liar, wings on fire!
When it's fast approaching winter
And I eat my turkey dinner
Tickles of hate, they rattle my cage
And evolve to rage
This is when I make a choice
I will build a time contraption
I will start a chain reaction
Know what I think I'm going to do?
I am going to
Tell the archaeopterace
That I never wanted this
Featherhead metropolis
Liar, liar, wings on fire!
Now the clock ticks
And I hope this will fix
All the present bird tricks
Farewell, Mr. Archaeopterace
Tell the archaeopterace
That I never wanted this
Featherhead metropolis
Liar, liar, wings on fire!
