Birds That Flew by Whiskey Autumn Lyrics
His cognition was a’ falling off
But all his doctors they just reach below and ask for coughs
Well I guess that he doesn’t mind
He’s got those government allotted meds
And it’s all gonna be fine
Popping red pills he’s rabbit white at teatime with friends
Ooh la la her spray tan emits a heavenly glow
Now his sheets are stained in orange and cheap perfume
While honey touches her toes
Well I guess that she doesn’t mind
Refined sugar still can bake that bread
And she watches it rise
Suzy Homemaker buying acres with boys on the side
Tell me does he have a clue?
You’re gonna slide onto the night
Shine a light he might think twice
Clipping wings on birds that flew
Another notch he’ll tighten up
A feathered belt never has enough
Time to time they have a’falling out
His dementia’s far too gone
He punched the wall and broke every plate in the house
Well I guess she started to mind
That fine china no it don’t come cheap
And calmly sipping her chai
She said, “Geronimo, I’m out the plane
A bird on a wire”
Tell me does he have a clue?
You’re gonna slide onto the night
Shine a light he might think twice
Clipping wings on birds that flew
Another notch he’ll tighten up
A feathered belt never has enough
Enough time to design
A perfect place to be
A hammock on a sandy beach
Tell me does he have a clue?
You’re gonna slide onto the night
Shine a light he might think twice
Clipping wings on birds that flew
Another notch he’ll tighten up
A feathered belt never has enough
But all his doctors they just reach below and ask for coughs
Well I guess that he doesn’t mind
He’s got those government allotted meds
And it’s all gonna be fine
Popping red pills he’s rabbit white at teatime with friends
Ooh la la her spray tan emits a heavenly glow
Now his sheets are stained in orange and cheap perfume
While honey touches her toes
Well I guess that she doesn’t mind
Refined sugar still can bake that bread
And she watches it rise
Suzy Homemaker buying acres with boys on the side
Tell me does he have a clue?
You’re gonna slide onto the night
Shine a light he might think twice
Clipping wings on birds that flew
Another notch he’ll tighten up
A feathered belt never has enough
Time to time they have a’falling out
His dementia’s far too gone
He punched the wall and broke every plate in the house
Well I guess she started to mind
That fine china no it don’t come cheap
And calmly sipping her chai
She said, “Geronimo, I’m out the plane
A bird on a wire”
Tell me does he have a clue?
You’re gonna slide onto the night
Shine a light he might think twice
Clipping wings on birds that flew
Another notch he’ll tighten up
A feathered belt never has enough
Enough time to design
A perfect place to be
A hammock on a sandy beach
Tell me does he have a clue?
You’re gonna slide onto the night
Shine a light he might think twice
Clipping wings on birds that flew
Another notch he’ll tighten up
A feathered belt never has enough