There is a blue bird in my heart
That wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him
I say, stay in there, I’m not going
to let anybody see
you.
There’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he’s
in there
There’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him
I say
stay down, do you want to mess
?me up
You want to screw up the
?works
You want to blow my book sales in
?Europe
There’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody’s asleep
I say, I know that you’re there
so don’t be
.sad
Then I put him back
but he’s singing a little
in there, I haven’t quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it’s nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don’t
weep, do
?you