Robyn Hitchcock
Filthy Bird
Look at the cloud above the bus stopIt's in the shape of you and ISwarming around us in an ever-shifting circleIn the skyLook at me down there on the viaductCovered in grease and lime and scalesMurmuring, "Thank you, thank you," to the Romsey gravelAnd the galesOoohA happy bird is a filthy birdA happy bird is a filthy birdSoaring away above the chessboardMany's the eagle on the wingChecking their instruments before they bomb the childrenAs they sing ("There's a place for everything")A happy bird is a filthy birdA happy bird is a filthy birdSplash my cold enamel with bloodA rendezvous with stone will leave you bleedingStep by step I set your face in stoneLetras de cancionesLook at the massacre on cableBut you know it won't happen hereWe're all too busy watching massacres on cableOh yeahOooh, a happy bird is a filthy birdOooh, a happy bird is a filthy birdOooh, a happy bird is a filthy birdOoohA happy bird is a filthy bird
From Letras Mania