this bird - instrumental

once in a time
where the girls feel like girls
and the world is painted
cotton candy
where the sweet lemonade
of mcgregor street
was the best the damn thing of the summer breeze
your dad drives a foreign car
and your mama looks like a beauty queen
now the sour bitter days
of a colorless place
seems to light up my nights somehow
and the music i play must be loud, loud, loud, loud, loud as can be
so i dont have to hear myself think
so i dont have to wake up from this dream
i dont wanna sing no single mama blues
im not singin look at me i've been abused
o im honestly lost girl starin at you
so maybe ill put on my high heel shoes
and soar the night away
and soar the night away
but whatever i do
im not gonna slow this bird down
i dont wanna look life in the eye
im not gonna fall face first in the spiral called a life
im not in denial
im not suicidal
not an alcoholic
im not a hip ho?
so just shut the **** up
this birds not slowing down
once in a while
when the sun does its job
lets the clouds take a nice day off
i can breeze through the day
and just run through night
here in injisted of those big blue eyes?
is this is life might run
on the evening of fourth july
so i got reason to fly
im not gonna slow this bird down
i dont wanna look life in the eye
im not gonna fall face first in the spiral called a life
im not in denil
im not suicidal
not an alcoholic
im not a hip ho
so just shut the **** up
this birds not slowing down
slowing dowwwwnnn
slowing downnnnn
slowing dowwwnnnn
its not over yet
the song isnt over yet
aint no birds
gonna slow me down
imma keep on rollin
and aint no birds gonna slow me down
keep on rollin
and aint no birds
gonna slow me down
imma keep on rollin
and aint no birds gonna slow me down