Big Screens (to the tune of My Humps by the Black Eyed Peas. See the original lyrics)

(Chorus member 1) Words spoken (Big Screens). Music Starts, all birds head bob. Chorus 1 congas back into line. (4 measures), then everyone catches the rhythm.

(Chorus member 2) Whatcha gonna do with all them screens,
All them screens up in the sky? (conga back into line)

P: I'm gonna block, block, block the light,
H: Block the light out of the sky.

(P & H) Big screens, big screens, / big screens, big screens, big screens

(everyone begins to do bigger bird dance--step step with chicken wing flap) Big screens, big screens, big screens, / big screens, big screens, big screens

(first pair congas out and then begin alternation)

Check it out!

(Chorus 3) We'll drive those humans crazy,
Tax them on the daily,
(Chorus 4) We'll teach them to respect us,
And show them we mean business.

(Chorus 5) San Francisco, Oakland,
and all the way to London,
(Chorus 6) Tok-ee-o and Moscow,
Nairobi down to Cape Town.

(Chorus 7) If they want their sunlight
they'll have to get the price right
(Hugh) Presidents and Crown Princes
(Peter) they'll object but they'll keep givin

(Al + Hugh) So we keep on screenin,
and no, you aint dreamin,
(Matt + Peter) so if you want a sun tan
you betta pay the taxman

(everyone) my screens my screens (Al and Matt and Corby: Screeeeeeeens) my screens my screens, my screens my screens... (my screens they got you)

(everyone) we've got their sunlight...taking all the sunlight from ya, and castin' shadows on ya.

we've got the sunlight...taking all the sunlight from ya, it's gettin cold, oh ya.

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