Текст песни Painted Bird

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 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 Maybe tomorrow You'll lose you 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 hunting 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