Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: The Bird And The Bee. Man.

Don?t, don?t, don?t, don?t, don?t, leave me
Don?t leave me here. Skirt in the air
With muted cares, all limbs and love absurd
I know I say, ?just let me stay?
But stomp the ground, push me around.
And send me to my way.

No, no, no , don?t leave me
Don?t take my word, I?ve lost my head
I need my bed, I promise you my bird
When I awake all sweet and sound, without a care or woe
I?ll thank you dear. I?ll kiss you love, no matter friend or foe

I want to be the best I can
For me for you for everyman
But I can slip, I lose my place
This shamefulness is hard to face

No no no don?t tell me
Of what I?ve done. I might ignore,
Just close the door, before you have your fun
You tell it with such grace and wit
I know it can be humorous.
But I don?t have the heart for it.

Oh, oh oh, don?t look
I?ve lost my way. I?ll button up
Hold out my cup, and beg for a cliche
I have no rights to a complaint
I guess it?s just a little nuts
We?re all bit insane

I want to be the best I can
For me for you for everyman
But I can slip, I lose my place
This shamefulness is hard to face

Oh please let me
Keep my head.
It wouldn?t do you any good
Just hanging by a thread.
I want to be the best I can
Nose to the ground, it?s pound for pound
Or stick it to the man.

I want to be the best I can
For me for you for everyman
But I can slip, I lose my place
This shamefulness is hard to face