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Siouxsie And The Banshees Nocturne Painted Bird On lead-poisoned wings---you try to sing Freak beak shrieks are thrown---at your confusing hue The peacock screaming eyes---show no mercy no mercy 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- Carry on Painted bird---it's absurd Just a tainted bird---hurting their twisted nerve I hear you sorrow---maybe tomorrow You'll lose your sorrow When a fated weather will cleanse away That painted feather---and all that 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---there's no more sorrow Have you heard---about the painted bird Just a tainted bird---hurting their twisted nerve We've lost our sorrow---now it's tomorrow No need to hide your feather under a fated weather No more sorrow... Now we're painted birds---mocking that twisted nerve |
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