Birdman: the Inventor's Dream (O.U.A.T.) Lyrics

Long ago in Walthamstow
A man he dreamed a singular scheme
Had no wish to join the fish
But he'd sigh "I'd love to fly"

Sat in bed and scratched his head
So absurd to fly like a bird
Time blew past until at last
Late one night he saw the light

Careful hands drew up the plans
Shapes and things like curious wings
Hieroglyphics most prolific
Numbered charts with all of the parts
Now the work starts