Birdies, well, most of them are quite alright,
But some sick ones are flying west of Houston tonight.
We have to kill them, there's nothin' else to do,
'Cause even little birdies get the flu.

They do a little mating and they sing,
But some of them got a little insect sting.
They look for birds, the mosquitos really do,
And that's what makes the birdies get the flu.

Birdies have to be rounded up 'cause they got bit,
Have to kill them off 'cause an epidemic's hit.
So farmers if they ask you, don't refuse,
Let's kill all the birds that got the flu.

Birdies, they don't ever understand,
But people can catch the bird flu, yes they can,
Until we kill them all, which we must do.
Even little birdies get the flu.

A cowboy takes his own shotgun in hand,
Tries to make his neighbors understand.
He aims it at a sick bird flying through,
'Cause that poor little birdie got the flu.

Birdies have to be rounded up 'cause they got bit,
Have to kill them off 'cause an epidemic's hit.
So farmers if they ask you, don't refuse,
Let's kill all the birds that got the flu.