Ida Poor Dumb Bird
Poor dumb canary
You finally threw yourself in a glass
Treated you so badly
Gave you everything that you wanted
Poor dumb bird
You sang a song or two
You did it better than anyone else
They took it far as they could
They took it into their hands and it got to your gut
Poor dumb bird
You think you made it stop,
You think you made it good,
You think you saved your soul,
You can watch from your box as they serve up what's
left of your beak
Poor dumb bird
The sun can rise if it wants,
The rain can fall if it wants,
The fire can strike where it likes
But when one good bird chooses to fly the whole sky
starts to look better
Now that you've gone and lit up the sky And gone and
left it burning
There's no one left to do your work Though they're
already starting to try
Many sweet song that was left to come will stay on the
tip of your tongue
Many sweet song that was left to come will stay on the
tip of your tongue
