Текст (слова) песни: Siouxsie And The Banshees - 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 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 your 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 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
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