Around 4:30 a.m. the birds starts singing their little heads off. I used to think they were singing "Tweet tweet! Welcome to the new day! Tweet Tweet! The sun will be up soon! Tweet Tweet!" accompanied by cavorting deer and scampering squirrels while tying bows around the trees a la Disney.
But what they are really saying is "Tweet tweet! Let's piss off all the menopausal women who are trying to go back to sleep! Bwahahahahahahaha! Tweet tweet!" while twirling teeny tiny mustaches.