On lead poisoned wings, you try to sing

Freak beak shrieks are thrown at your confusing hue

The peacock screaming eyes show no mercy oh, oh no mercy Painted bird, it's absurd

Just a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve 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

In laughing unison, you're Hitchcock carrion

Carry on Painted bird, it's absurd

Just a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve Painted bird, it's absurd

Just a tainted bird hurting their twisted nerve I hear your sorrow, may lose tomorrow

You'll lose you sorrow

When a fated weather will cleanse away

That painted feather and all that sorrow, sorrow, 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, oh there's no more sorrow, sorrow, 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, tomorrow

No need to hide your feather under a fated weather

No more sorrow, sorrow

We've lost our sorrow Now we're painted birds

Mocking that twisted nerve

It's absurd, it's absurd, painted bird