Canção do Nigel

Lights, camera, action
I was handsome, smooth, ambitious
From head to toe, delicious

But now I'm fake, malicious
Oh, and mischievous
Had a TV show, fans too
I was something, I did well

But then came a parakeet and
They gave everything to the baby
That's why I'm wicked
I don't respect anyone

He was the big shot
So young and fine
Charming
A super Latin star
He's temperamental
Who said that about me?
A bad little bird
You'll end up on the skewer like that

I'm a crazy feathered one, with a beak
I kill birds
Are you doubting me?
I'm a barbarian

Malicious, I ruin the gang's snack
I poop and then blame the seagull
It was her, over there
He's low-spirited
I'm a winner
Disgusting
I'm the predator

I'm frightening, provocative
Like a closed school
I have no principal

Birds of Brazil
Eighty million birds
Now listen to me well
I'm going to shut you up

Shut up
Silence
Only I sing
I'll make you ugly too
Sweet dreams