"Painted Bird" lyrics - SIOUXSIE AND THE BANSHEES

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
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...