Take me out, take me out,
Show me your favour, hear my painful shout.
I don't want bulb, don't need ac and fan,
Give me sunshine and sight of rain.
No wish of food in gold plate, don't demand water in silver pot,
Fruits are my choice, trees are my home spot.
I dislike artificial noise and hate fake smile,
With chirping of my group and in search of food, i can go for a mile.
I can't resist your mobile sound and...