Siouxsie And The Banshees - Painted Bird lyrics

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

In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion

Carry on

Painted bird -- it's absurd

Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve

I hear your 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

And 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 until a fated weather

No more sorrow...

Now we're painted birds -- mocking that twisted nerve

It's absurd