Lyrics Bird-Dog - The Verlaines

Bird-Dog

Where, oh where did the age come from
That struck with such a sour note?
It’s a shame that the muse that brought you here
Keeps donning the dog skin coat
But the news is out this year
That the easy-pleaser road is here
And she’s a picture dressed in hay
And all the preachers up and run
Here it is Christmas every day
And no-one gives nothing to anyone
I hold my point of view
It’s lying I hate the most
But the bird that sang love in your ear
Has swallowed a fatal dose
If there’s poison in your cup
Well you picked your tree: Now bark it up
And if I live to seventy
And all of my bones begin to seize
Oh Lord don’t leave, don’t leave to me
A one and only way to dream
The bloodshot eye sees paradise
And knows just where it lies
Dissolves into grief
That this crazy machine does not go there…
I saw the picture, saw the play
I read the book along the way
I didn’t need to see the end
Cos every end was just the same
There wasn’t a hell of a lot to tell
He wrecked whatever he’d undertake
He got old, he got slow
And every death was on his face
But I never thought I’d see the day
The dog of honour disappear
He bought a boarding house for slaves
And drinks imported German beer
Once the bird has stopped its mouth,
Once you’re in this dream you don’t get out
I love this imported German beer
They know how to make it over there
The bird returns to soothe my ear
I love this imported German beer…