Jean the Birdman
Saturday, April 30th, 2005Excerpted from the lyrics of “Jean the Birdman” by David Sylvian.
He wears a crucifix
His mother left to him
It’s wrapped in chains around his heart
Rusted and wafer thin
Don’t count on luck son
All the angels sing
Don’t need to check a weathervane
We all know what tomorrow brings
Life is a cattle farm
Coyotes with the mules
Life is a bullring
For taking risks and flouting rules
Who needs a safety net
The world is open wide
Just look out for card sharks
And the danger signs
Heaven may stone him
But Jean the birdman pulls it off
