I suddenly have this idea of reviving (with proof) pigeons' mythical evil nature. I'm just thinking of something like: scientists switch from mice to pigeons and thus piss them off OR one day some pigeons suddenly get all angry and ferocious because of being ill-treated by humans and they want to take over the world. *shrug*

Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No giving up when you're young and you want some

Running around again
Running from running

Waking up
In the midday sun
What's to live for?
You could see what I've done
Staring at emotion
In the light of day
I was running
From the things that you'd say

We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.

Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No giving up when you're young and you want some

Running around again
Running from running
Running around again
Running from running

I was a boy
At an open door
Why you staring
Do you still think that you know?
Looking for treasure
In the things that you threw
Like a magpie
I live for glitter, not you

We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.

Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from
No giving up when you're young and you want some

Now I'm sitting alone
I'm finally looking around
Left here on my own
I'm gonna hurt myself
Maybe losing my mind
I'm still wondering why
Had to let the world let it bleed dry

We are not what you think we are
We are not what you think we are
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden

Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from
No giving up when you're young and you want some

Running around again
Running from running
Running around again
Running from running

We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.

Pigeons’ dreams in the pigeons’ nut-brain

Dawdle around like some mice under migraine

Wondering how to revenge against mankind

Who give us crap instead of amphetamines

Flying around again

Flying and flapping

Jerking up

In the midnight moon

Craving for drugs

No one knows what we need

Gooing with sentiments

In the moonlit night

We’re scavenging

For the drugs that we need

We are not what you think we are

We are addicts, we are addicts

We are not what you think we are

We are evil, we are evil

Pigeons all dream of world domination

Soaring aloft like the proud bald vultures

Don’t give a darn about our fatuous looking

We won’t give it up ‘til we’re big and you want some

Flying around again

Flying and flapping

Flapping around again

Flapping and flying

We are bullied

In the light of day

You’re all staring

Do you think that we’re dumb?

Camouflaging is

The superb strategy

Not like ibis

Totally dumb as they look

We are not what you think we are

We are evil, we are evil

We are not what you think we are

We are evil, we are evil

Pigeons’ life in a foolish city

Espionage and conspiracy

Making friends with pathetic pet dogs

No giving up when you're young and you want some

Now we should congregate

Setting up strategies

Inundate this world

With uric acid poo

We can’t lose this time

For we’ve failed so many times

They will kill us all and feed us to their pets

*Pause*

Chatting: (proudly) do you know that pigeons are very nutritious and are part of exquisite cuisines in many places around the world?

Ahh!

But soon we won't be any better than Oncomice for those mad scientists want to control our populations but using us in all their crazy experiments!

Onco-Pigeon? Eww!

We are not what you think we are

We are not what you think we are

We are not what you think we are

We are evil, we are evil

Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from
No giving up when you're young and you want some

Flying around again

Flying and flapping

Flapping around again

Flapping and flying

We are not what you think we are

We are evil, we are evil