Every now and then I find some way to stay afloat That in turn makes me feeble And as silent as a ghost I try to claw my brain for answers But I get this mocking gloat It says You got yourself the body of a man But you got a birds throat
The tide is ever rising I can hear it with my stethoscope I'm supposed to build a net But I got barbed wire for rope I been fishing with the blunt end of a rotten cantaloupe And all the cat fish swear With their last breath of air That I got a birds throat
The helicopter flew low To take off my head But to my surprise I ducked in time and it hit the wall instead And it said "You got too much fight, better find yourself resigned to die before you lose control" You gonna lose control My friend I've lost control
have you seen my beak and my wings and heard me sing in the morning? I got that birds throat!
