Songbird

I've been told by many books and things

That I can read minds and I agree, at least in my dreams

I've been yelled at by many road-ragers

Making love to their coffee and pagers now, heading down south

The lark was humming and softly I kept drumming

And the world was in rhyme and it made sense for a short time

In this little tune about the old kazoo

Songbird, Songbird, whatever bird you are

Give me your voice and your flight

Songbird I don't care if you're an old kazoo

Sing to me and I will sing to you

I've been seen to be heartbroken

Not so much a heartbreaker but an "I love you,"

And "I think you do too"

I've been known to be confused

By the colors and the shapes of our round little sphere,

On which we appeared

The lark was humming and softly I kept drumming

And the world was in rhyme and it made sense for a short time

In this little tune about the old kazoo

Songbird, Songbird, whatever bird you are

Give me your voice and your flight

Songbird I don't care if you're an old kazoo

Sing to me and I will sing to you

And then the Greek Muses and the sirens on the rocks

Told me they liked my song

And then the Greek Muses told the sirens on the rocks

Don't you dare touch those folks near those rocks

Don't you touch those folks near those rocks

Orpheus told me so

Songbird, Songbird, whatever bird you are

Give me your voice and your flight

Songbird I don't care if you're an old kazoo

Sing to me and I will sing to you

Sing to me and I will sing to you

Sing to me and I will sing to you