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Migration Headache
01:23
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I got a migration headache and a case of warbler neck
I got a migration headache I’m a twitchy nervous wreck
I got circles round my eyes, they’re binoculars, guys!
I don’t have the bird flu, but my favorite bird flew
I missed it sitting on a branch and it flew
I got a migration headache, I don’t wash or change my clothes
I got a migration headache, bird droppings on my nose
I don’t get a wink of sleep, I feel like life is cheep cheep cheep
I’m less alive than dead, I’m in way over my head,
they’re up there and I’m in way over my head
I got a migration headache those birds have got me beat
I got a migration headache frustration and defeat
My spirit’s gonna crack I got a warbler on my back
I got all the allergies
Standing underneath the trees all day and night it’s making me sneeze
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I’m not a robin, I’m not a sparrow
I’m not a pigeon who flies the straight and narrow
I think I’m meant to be the kind of bird that doesn’t worry bout tomorrow
I’m not a warbler, I’m not a breeder
Out in the suburbs around the feeder
If I could choose I’d be the trick-or-treater going wild in the cedars
I wanna be a cedar waxwing
Don’t want my life to be too relaxing
They look so cool and they can’t sing
I wanna be a cedar waxwing, cedar waxwing
Was feeling down, I wanted feathers
So with the waxwings we could flock together
Went to the doc to get an operation
He said he could create a simulation
Said I would fly if I took this pill
And when I got home he’d send me the bill
Now with my mohawk I look pretty scary
Sitting up a tree and getting drunk on berries
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Heron OD
01:54
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I got bombed and I got hooked when I went to Bombay Hook
And I drove around the marsh just to take a little look
It was standing in a bog, frozen focused on a frog
Then it shot out for the kill with a needle for a bill
Like a shot into my vein, now that bird is on my brain
Gotta heron OD
When I’m a little blue in the black-crowned night
The least bittern-ness fades, heron makes me feel all right
I got bombed and I got hooked when I went to Bombay Hook
Now I’m on the waterfront, always on a heron hunt
River filled with toxic waste, trying to score another taste
And now I regret that I saw that first egret
And I made my first ID, now they’re all I wanna see
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On The Warbler Path
01:30
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Birding is rotten in Central Park
Junkies and muggers come out in the dark
Dogs and strollers and joggers all day
Migration’s here- get out of our way!
We’re on the warbler path
It’s 5 AM we got a head start
To get a black-and-white, to get a redstart
Ovenbird, waterthrush, parula, chat
You changed your name but we know where you’re at
Nashville, Tennessee, black-throated blue
Common yellowthroat we’re commin’ after you
Come out you worm-eating, yellow-rumped bird
For all wood warblers it’s world war third
Prairie, Canada, chestnut-side
You can fly but you can’t hide
Wilson’s, cerulean, palm and pine
I’ve got you all, victory’s mine!
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Window Strike
01:29
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I’ve been flying a long long way, I fly all night and eat all day
El Salvador to Hudson Bay, over the camps of the CIA
Headed north to the USA
Wash DC, I see red, I trickle down on Reagan’s head
Flying into New York Cit, smog is thick, smells like shit
High-rise penthouse straight ahead I hit the glass and now I’m dead
Window strike
Hey big business good for you, you own the land and the flyway too
3000 miles I just flew, to break my neck on your penthouse view
Must be something you could do
A paneful death for every bird, who tries to fly through human’s world
Where we had our trees and flowers, concrete streets, metal towers
I hit the pavement with a thump
The sign above the door says Trump
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Prospect Park
01:51
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On my street there’s nothing new, tired of sparrows and pigeons too
I wanna go out on a lark, let’s head down to Prospect Park
Migration’s here it’s time to go, we can see a flicker and a vireo
On my check list make a mark, let’s go down to Prospect Park
Prospect Park, Prospect Park Let’s go down to Prospect Park
Freaking people out on the subway cars
Standing with my camera and binoculars
Everyone thinks I’m a narc, let’s head down to Prospect Park
Yell at yuppies with their dogs, scaring the birds when they jog
Creepers come out after dark, let’s go down to Prospect Park
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Everything Is Looking Up
02:16
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Look down on the sidewalk I see roaches rats and bums
Look down at the gutter I see needles crap and scum
Look out through my window gate at violence in the street
Only decent things I see are the birds up in the trees
Everyone looks down on us, our lives are in a rut
But when we go out watching birds everything is looking up
Look at people all I see is addiction hate and crime
Unemployment running out, only thing I got is time
After all the clubs are closed we go into Tomkins Square
Pull out our binoculars and we’re far away from there
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