The Captain Beefheart - Golden Birdies lyrics

Those little golden birdies look at them And the mystic Egypt tossle dangling down Old sleeper-man shish, don't wake him Up one hand broom star was an obi-man revered throughout the bone-knob land His magic black purse slit creeped open, Let go flocks of them Shish sookie singabus Snored like a red merry-go-round horse And an acid gold bar swirled up and down, Up and down, in back of the singabus And the panataloon duck white goose neck quacked webcore, webcore