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Tim Curry
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Birds Of A Feather
Lyricist:Carole Pope, Kevan Staples
My voluptuary bird of paradise I fold your wings, I won't think twice If the pleasures of the flesh could transcend Then ecstasy would be my end
Don't be contrite, let's take flight I might not feel this open again Strutting peacock, with azure plumes Come in into my cage, I mean my room
Birds of a feather flock together Yes, they do, yes Birds of a feather flock together Yes, they do, yes
It's intoxicating for me to fantasize like this I'd rather be anywhere than this flea-bitten dive A funky motel room with a kleig light outside A Lincoln laying rubber, spraying gravel at the door
Don't be contrite, let's take flight I might not feel this need again Swaggering tough, with youth's cruel bloom Come in into my cage, I mean my room
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We're from the same jungle Our existence depends on our underhanded games There's no money in the mattress No release for your veins We're just two jive street fighters, so don't complain
Don't be contrite, let's take flight I might not feel this sane again Alley commando, denim dragoon Come into my rage, I mean my room
Birds of a feather flock together Yes, they do, yes Birds of a feather flock together Yes, they do, yes
I'm not worth a damn, lost in the stars A roamers flesh, watering eyes You're smoldering reckless
So insinuating, I'm a victim of passion A vapid melting bruise, falling bewildered Birds of a feather, falling bewildered
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