Lyrics

 

Eastern Birds
© Ready Ward, All rights reserved

 

I wanna quit smoking and to limit my booze, and live a healthy routine. You know a man can work the rest of his life, to survive seventeen.

Why should I worry, why should I care? You know my vices will all disappear. An eastern bird will fly into town, it’s his game, his career, he’s

a suicide volunteer. Don’t run, there is no place to hide. He’ll wash away the sins of the western world, dedicates his life to the cause—if he

walk, if he fly, he still plants a mushroom in the sky. Take my hand, baby, please take my hand. We both know it, there’s nothing to say. You

be a woman and I’ll be your man. We’re going all the way to paradise, on the very last day.

 

Cause they’re singing a song, with an eastern beat. Yeah, she’s a cold one boys, you’re gonna feel the heat. And when the warm wind blows it’s

the end of you, it’s the end of me, it’s the end of laughter in the pouring rain…the beginning of pain.

 

He threatens this and they counter with that as they plan for the judgment day. He’s inchin’ closer to an all out attack, it’s a game that they play.  I never gave much thought to my dreams, I always knew that there was plenty of time. The leaders prove that they can’t get along, it’s the end of the climb as an eastern bird commits the crime. Don’t run, there is no place to hide. He took away the sin of the western world. Dedicates his life to the cause— if he walk, if he fly, he still plants a mushroom in the sky. Take my hand, baby please take my hand. We both know it there’s nothing to say. You be a woman and I’ll be your man. We’re going all the way to paradise on the very last day.

 

Cause they’re singing a song, with eastern beat. Yeah, she’s a cold one boys, you’re gonna feel the heat. And when the warm wind blows it’s the end of you, it’s the end of me, it’s the end of everything that grows in rain…termination of pain.