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Stomp, clap. Stomp-stomp, clap. 

Stomp, clap. Stomp-stomp, clap.

The eagle’s born out of thunder

He flies through the night

Don’t you mess with his eggs now

Or you’ll see him fight

Yes, we have feathers

But the muscles of men

‘Cause we’re Birds of War, now

But we’re also men!

Birds of War!

It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, S05E07 “The Gang Wrestles for the Troops

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