Birdplane (The Axis of Awesome)

I can’t stand to fly I’m not that naive. I’m just out to find, the better part of me. I’m more than a bird I’m more than a plane I’m a bird-plane I’m a bird-plane I’m a bird-plane Part of me is a bird; the other part is a plane. See my feathers; hear my engines. My beak and my hydraulic suspensions. A Bird-plane. I’m a bird-plane! I’m a bird-plane. Check me out I’m a bird-plane I wish I could cry, and fall upon my beak Find a way to lie, and pretend I’m not a freak It may sound insane; it might be absurd. But I’m a plane, and I’m also a bird You may be confused, now don’t be naive, ‘Cause I can eat petrol flavoured bird seed ‘Cause I’m a bird plane. I’m a bird plane. I’m a bird plane. A mother fucking bird plane. And it’s not easy to be a bird plane.