Jean The Birdman Lyrics

Jean The Birdman lyrics

He gambles on the Sabbath
He`s pulling at 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 paces 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
Run`round in dusty circles
Like an absent state of mind
Who hunter? Who victim?
God love America
He surely doesn`t love him
Hitching out of nowhere
Lands in 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 gamble from
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