Mallard from Surfin' Ducks by Mallory Graham

I just wanna be a mallard,
lakeside fauna and a cute bird,
Yes sir, just her, and me,
eating all the seeds.
No worries.

Well come on,
Don't you know,
There’s the ducks, say hello.
Oh baby, those birds know how to roll.
No worries ‘til they fly north.

Cuz I'd be better in the water,
I’m floating free with my brother
Yeah he and me, flying high,
hiding in the weeds.
No worries.

Well come on,
Don't you know,
There’s the ducks, say hello.
Oh baby, those birds know how to roll.
No worries ‘til they fly north.

But don’t, feed them bread
It’ll go to their head.
No I don’t, want no bread,
how ‘bout seeds instead?

Cuz I just wanna be
a duck, carefree.
No more, humanity,
my ideal reality!

Ye I’d be better as a mallard
Floating free in the flowers,
Just he and she, and even me,
Eating all the seeds.
No worries.

I’m floating free, feathered me.
(Don’t give them bread!)

• Rock
• bird
• indie
• indie rock
• punk
• surf
• Fort Collins