The Tiger Lillies - The Bird lyrics
[The Tiger Lillies - The Bird lyrics]
When that bird sings in the sky
It's your mother who cries
That bird watches and sings
That magic bird luck will you bring
So here only hatred you know
With greasy perverts sink so low
Only drugs and on the game
Each moment you feel shame
Though all around wished you harm
That bird is your good luck charm
And as you sit beside her grave
Your life now so depraved the pain of loss
Ladies and gentlemen the endless hours of
Suffering, mourning the one good thing
In my life sure
My mother may have been a whore but
She wanted something better for her daughter
She had dreams of me being
A checkout receptionist in
A hotel or a shop assistant in a
Chemist's but now
There's only the ache of loss
So I go and sit by her grave
With only that bird as company and I cry
Me a river and sometimes that bird sings
I think, maybe she's my mama re-incarcerated
Boys and girls! Because, even though they
Say I'm a filthy crack whore
I have a spiritual side and I
Was talking to one of
The girls on the street and
We were talking about re-incarceration
Foxings told me she didn't
Believe in death life
Just carries on in different
Forms so who knows, ladies
And gentlemen? Maybe this bird is my mother
Re-incarcerated!
Your life wasted on your back
Your only joy now is crack
Well up in Heaven she does wait
So never let your heart break
An angel disguised as a bird
Will listen to her every word
So Sinderella's heart won't break
Happiness in Heaven wait's
The bird that sings from up above
She's the one who does you love
Well, when this life has been consumed
A crack whore you feel doomed
I don't know what it all means
Ladies and gentlemen do we go
To Heaven? Fall into the flames of Hell? Or
Are we all re-incarcerated?
I don't know, boys and girls but
I do know something it all means
Jack shit when you're in pain
This world is cruel, this world is bad
In Crackwhore Hell, life is sad
The bird that sings from up above
She's the one who does you love
Then down that bird, that bird will fly
Take you to Heaven in the sky
Sinderella, crack whore
Your mother you does adore
When that bird sings in the sky
It's your mother who cries
It's your mother who cries
That bird watches and sings
That magic bird luck will you bring
So here only hatred you know
With greasy perverts sink so low
Only drugs and on the game
Each moment you feel shame
Though all around wished you harm
That bird is your good luck charm
And as you sit beside her grave
Your life now so depraved the pain of loss
Ladies and gentlemen the endless hours of
Suffering, mourning the one good thing
In my life sure
My mother may have been a whore but
She wanted something better for her daughter
She had dreams of me being
A checkout receptionist in
A hotel or a shop assistant in a
Chemist's but now
There's only the ache of loss
So I go and sit by her grave
With only that bird as company and I cry
Me a river and sometimes that bird sings
I think, maybe she's my mama re-incarcerated
Boys and girls! Because, even though they
Say I'm a filthy crack whore
I have a spiritual side and I
Was talking to one of
The girls on the street and
We were talking about re-incarceration
Foxings told me she didn't
Believe in death life
Just carries on in different
Forms so who knows, ladies
And gentlemen? Maybe this bird is my mother
Re-incarcerated!
Your life wasted on your back
Your only joy now is crack
Well up in Heaven she does wait
So never let your heart break
An angel disguised as a bird
Will listen to her every word
So Sinderella's heart won't break
Happiness in Heaven wait's
The bird that sings from up above
She's the one who does you love
Well, when this life has been consumed
A crack whore you feel doomed
I don't know what it all means
Ladies and gentlemen do we go
To Heaven? Fall into the flames of Hell? Or
Are we all re-incarcerated?
I don't know, boys and girls but
I do know something it all means
Jack shit when you're in pain
This world is cruel, this world is bad
In Crackwhore Hell, life is sad
The bird that sings from up above
She's the one who does you love
Then down that bird, that bird will fly
Take you to Heaven in the sky
Sinderella, crack whore
Your mother you does adore
When that bird sings in the sky
It's your mother who cries