I'm against the days When the skies stay bummer-grey And the cake just tastes okay, okay Well I guess I'm anti-yuck Against the stuff that sucks Pulls the life out of your soul And shuts it down I'm against the doc Letting good tomatoes rott Being someone that you're not, when you're not Well I guess I'm anti-hate Cause that ain't what it takes It's love that makes this crazy world go round I'm for the sun, I'm for the breeze Old dogs sleeping at your feet I'm for the girls with the curls and the curves I'm for questions I'm for freedom Celebrating every season For the bees and the trees and the dirt I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) I'm against the notion Of drinking witchy potions And causing big commotion You know son I guess I'm anti-confrontation I'd rather have a conversation About nothing in particular at all I'm against them feelings The once that get revealing Slamming hearts right in the ceilings You feel me And I guess I'm anti-tears I'd rather sip an ice cold beer Listen to some country music until dawn 'Cause I'm for the sun, I'm for the breeze Old dogs sleeping at your feet I'm for the girls with the curls and the curves I'm for questions I'm for freedom Celebrating every season For the trees and the bees and the dirt I'm for feathers I'm for wings I'm for Tweedle-deedle-dee-dee-dee For what it's worth For what it's worth I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) Tweedle-deedle-dee-dee-dee