painted bird
siouxsie and the banshees
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
in laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
painted bird -- it's absurd
just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
i hear your sorrow -- maybe tomorrow
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
and 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 until a fated weather
no more sorrow. now we're painted birds -- mocking that twisted nerve