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David Sylvian( David Alan Batt )
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Jean The Birdman
He gambles on the saddle He's pulling on the mane He thrashes on the horse's back Ambition is a bloody game
Horse doesn't want to jump The river looks too wide Well he faces every hurdle With a nervous state of mind
'stay with me, breathe deeply Take three passes back Turn and make a full attack'
The gods are laughing And they're tugging at the reins But he's taken to his wings And they hit the bank
Heaven may stone him But jean the birdman pulls it off
His finger's on the trigger His eye is on the clock He doesn't give the game away And quickly fires the bullets off
Six hearts cut short Still dreaming they're alive Blown 'round in dusty circles Like an absent state of mind
Who hunter? who victim? God love america Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com He surely doesn't love him
Hitching out of nowhere Lines of traffic knee deep A chance to stave the morning off And get some sleep
Heaven may stone him But jean the birdman pulls it off
He wears a crucifix His mother left to him It's wrapped in chains around his heart Rusted and wafer thin
'don't count on luck son' All the angels sing 'don't need to check a weathervane We all know what tomorrow brings'
Life is a cattle farm Coyotes with the mules Life is a bullring For taking risks and flouting rules
Who needs a safety net The world is open wide Just look out for card sharks And the danger signs
Heaven may stone him But jean the birdman pulls it off
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