there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out, but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I'm not going to let anybody see you.

there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke, and all the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know that he's in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay down, do you want to mess me up? you want to screw up the works? you want to blow my book sales in Europe?

there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody's asleep. I say, I know that you're in there, so don't be sad. then I put him back in but he's still singing a little in there, and I haven't quite let him die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact and it's nice enough to make a man weep, but I don't weep

do you?

- "Bluebird"