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!