Lyrics:
looking quite absurd sits high atop a tree In my backyard he tries so hard to avoid any melody And the catbird whines As the day grows dim And the catbird
have all the answers They are loud and indiscreet All from the safety Of your catbird seat On your way to Charlotte Town Or you’re fine with Portland
Hey, I'm sorry if I hurt You Sometimes I'm an airhead, and always a fool Flying full force by the seat of my pants I'm just a crazy Catbird singing
the catbirds in the afternoon Did your seashell phone stop working too You always let me play my favorite songs You always knew I played that chord wrong You
make a cat-bird sing. Down this vagina mine... Down this vagina mine... Headed down to the town to get on this Puscifer, time to roll call, kids
And you try And you try And you try What did I do to deserve Pharaoh's position The catbird seat is not for me And what if I make of this place My own
Katydid in the Catbird bush What in the world Should I wish? Katydid in the Catbird bush Light must touch And fill me first Oh katydid
The catbird does not make the corn-planting sounds. Screech. The first peet-weet. Myrtle-birds numerous. A catbird seen. I heard and yielded the point to him.
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses Catbirds and cornfields, daydreams together Riding on the roadside the dust gets in your eyes Reveling,
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses Catbirds and cornfields, daydreams together Riding on the roadside the dust gets in your eyes Reveling,
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses Catbirds and cornfields, daydreams together Riding on the roadside the dust gets in your eyes Reveling,
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses Catbirds and cornfields, daydreams together Riding on the roadside the dust gets in your eyes Reveling,
Who's that craven little scribe Chording from a hovel Dancing on the face Of the spade of the shovel Squawking human while the Catbirds trill triple
way Into the catbird seat It’s the ideal throne For your reign of deceit You used to have to hide Your dirty deeds So ya fixed it so you could play
I'm off-brand, man, she's Dior I'm on all fours, she's the matador She got the catbird seat and I'm the maitre'dor, hey And when she knocks on my door I
beautiful The old one was messy And dull And from a catbird seat You'll see The evening star Unraveling It's there in the clouds Of afternoon skies
that it's nothing The way you do your hair sometimes Makes me afraid to die Cat-bird I will kiss again Will the beak be yours? I'm Juvenile owl Snacking
rattle, they could roar Spooner caught a BB, fought a catbird in the yard After the rehearsal, caught a BB in the arm Spooner caught a BB and he lost me in
me stealing the catbird seat Burnin Blanqees staking bases screamin' Max Impeach Ululating masons, tailors of the dirt cheap Propping prognostics,
it felt hot going in Plain to see the catbird seat from where you sit Delirium has a way to upend a B Now you see me Really see me cnd all my
Baby been sittin' in the catbird seat And now you won't talk to me I ain't seen you since you flew the coup On your thirty first birthday New
always land on your feet Misfortune lines my path Hissing at rats Here in the catbird seat
auklet American bittern, brewer's blackbird Mountain bluebird, brown booby Indigo bunting, bushtit Canvasback, northern cardinal Gray catbird
their catbird seat And dive into the waves And we can laugh as oceans crash up tears on our face I don't care if I'm keeping my heart safe I know clouds
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