"E-5" lyrics

"E-5"

Perfect birds
Sit on plastic bush
In my cubicle
I've been knowing
This for some reason now

And every day, every day
I expect the delivery truck
To bring me mine
The order is late
But still I wait
For the starfire demon
Or leave it to fate


Writer(s): Tobin Sprout, Robert Pollard, James Pollard