Song Of The Prettybird, Shay Alexi Stewart
I've lived 20 prettybird years Of this great big prettybird life And i think i pretty pretty pretty bird bird pretty much know what im talking about People like to poke fun at my pretty bird pretty preening At my pretty pretty bird pretty feathers But look at my long clean coat At my pretty pretty bird pretty pink legs When pigeon men track me cross sky highway they are happy to trace hungry orange eyes between my pretty pretty bird bird feathers To busy fantasizing pretty bird Wet dreams swollen chest fluff fest To pretty poke bird fun To pretty poke fun bird To pretty bird bird pretty bird bird pretty pretty pretty Too busy fantasizing to poke fun at permanently preening pretty bird My vanity is insanity unless it helps get you off What a treat hosting eyes between my thighs They will spend equal time begging to share bed with me Condemning mediocrity How does one achieve complexity when all she was ever taught to be was basic Pigeon man wants pretty bird to pretty bird Until pretty bird fulfills ideas of prettiness Then shes too pretty pretty bird bird paralyzing and preened Look at my long clean coat At my pretty pretty bid pretty pink legs Track me cross sky highway Take a picture I beg you Take a picture pretty bird pretty bird My left side is my best side I have a best side I have a better half I am a half Pretty cus they want a pretty bird bird I grew up on a diet of bread crumbs catalog clippings and sidewalk cracks How do you expect anything else Pretty sure i know what im talking about Pretty sure pretty sure Maybe not Sorry sorry sorry sorry Can i ask a question Sorry sorrry May i may i Pretty bird used to sing Baby bird used to sing Baby bird was pretty bird before pretty bird learned to pretty And baby bird could compose whole symphonies Acute intricacies melodies capturing vacies poetry But the reviews came in and they prefered apology So she shrank learned to make herself small enough to nearly fit back in her eggshell to tip toe atop eggshells expanded flight just long enough for pigeon men to track her cross sky highway but still she sang too loud so they caged her up for her pretty pretty bird bird long clean coat for her pretty pretty bird pretty pink legs and they said sing pretty lady sing but I forgot how so I said pretty pretty bird bird look at my long clean coat at my pretty pretty bird pretty pink legs but they were bored of me
