On lead poisoned wings, you try to sing Freak beak shrieks are thrown at your confusing hue The peacock screaming eyes show no mercy oh, oh no mercy
Painted bird, it's absurd Just a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve
Painted bird, it's absurd Just a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve
The flock will make you choke on this sadistic joke And the whippoorwills they make a din In laughing unison, you're Hitchcock carrion In laughing unison, you're Hitchcock carrion Carry on
Painted bird, it's absurd Just a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve
Painted bird, it's absurd Just a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve
I hear your sorrow, may lose tomorrow You'll lose you sorrow When a fated weather will cleanse away That painted feather and all that sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
A coquette in fur purr for the painted bird Confound that dowdy flock with a sharp honed nerve Because we're painted birds by our own design By our own design, oh there's no more sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
Have you heard about the painted bird Just a tainted bird hunting their twisted nerve
We've lost our sorrow, now it's tomorrow, tomorrow No need to hide your feather under a fated weather No more sorrow, sorrow We've lost our sorrow
Now we're painted birds Mocking that twisted nerve It's absurd, it's absurd, painted bird