Painted Bird Lyrics

On lead-poisoned wings---you try to sing
Freak beak shrieks are thrown---at your confusing hue
The peacock screaming eyes---show no mercy no mercy

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-
Carry on

Painted bird---it's absurd
Just a tainted bird---hurting their twisted nerve

I hear you sorrow---maybe tomorrow
You'll lose your sorrow
When a fated weather will cleanse away
That painted feather---and all that 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---there's no more sorrow

Have you heard---about the painted bird
Just a tainted bird---hurting their twisted nerve

We've lost our sorrow---now it's tomorrow
No need to hide your feather under a fated weather
No more sorrow...

Now we're painted birds---mocking that twisted nerve