I got a hawkery That's where i keep hawks And in my hawkery I have a special hawk He's a spastic hawk Spastic hawk He's a spastic hawk. Spastic hawk The other hawks like to give him a hard time Because his neck is bent and his talons are dull They make fun of him because he's different They make fun of him because he's not the same He's a spastic hawk, spastic hawk He's a spastic hawk, spastic hawk Spastic hawk Spastic hawk But you see my little hawk, he's not that different to the other ones But they can't see that. For in his heart he has the exact same feelings and desires as them Like perching on my hand and eating frozen mice But most of all, my spastic hawk wants to be free. yeah. One day when i was feeding the hawks, i opened up the cage.