Fine art never moved my soul
No vintage wine designer clothes
But my world shakes for me

My bird sings sweetly
A different kind of tinsel
Decorates my tree

Yes my bird performs
A thousand Cheshire cats
Grin inside of me

Yes my bird performs
There she goes
Shakespeare's sonnets leave me cold

The drama stage and the high brow prose
But my world shakes for me
My bird sings sweetly

The brightest fireworks
Are lighting up my sky
Yes my bird performs

The cage is open
But she's no desire to fly
'Cause my bird performs

There she goes
And you keep saying what you got
You keep saying what you got

Look out!