What a release from judgement
Back into the flock
Another mangey pigeon
Pecking at the crumbs
From the bums of George Square
Anonymous, as anonymous as no one
No, the birds don't care
What the birds have done
That this one's here
Or that one's gone
We all do things
That we wish we hadn't done
Thank you for accepting me
Despite what I have done, woo
Is that what we want to be with
Others who know, who understand
Who we are, what we've done
I say fine, what about it?
You've done time
Oh, yeah, the time's been done
We all do things
That we wish we hadn't done
No, the birds don't care
What the birds have done
Thank you for accepting me
Despite what I have done
Thank you for accepting me
The man that I've become, alright