Birds

I’m painting all the melons on the walls of your fish fingers, yes I am
I’m imitating birds out on the hypnosphere of play dough in the crank
Inside of me there’s someone who keeps knocking and demanding to be free
I’m gonna steal that Ringo set list on the wall and put it in the mail for
you

I think the birds can see
Everything a little sooner than me
I think the birds can see
Everything a little sooner than me

I’m not serious, this is the truth
I’m not serious, this is the truth

The military television monastery advertisement plays
Seven hungry hammers try to fit inside of six delicious days
I got my suit and tie on and my state mandated tennis shoes as well
Down the block they’re trying to take him out before he takes us all to hell

I think the birds can see
Everything a little sooner than me
I think the birds can see
Everything a little sooner than me

Blue
Blue
Blue
Blue

I think the birds can see
Everything a little sooner than me
I think the birds can see
Everything a little sooner than me
I think the birds can see
Everything a little sooner than me

I’m not serious, this is the truth
I’m not serious, this is the truth

(lyrics: Dan Bern)

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