Gary Brooker - Low-flying Birds lyrics

rate me

(Brooker)

Black suspenders and high-heeled walk

A painted mouth that says it wants to talk

The offer's made and it's hard to miss

but bear in mind that you're running a risk with those

Low flying birds

I wouldn't shoot at 'em

Low fling birds

they're far too dangerous

A tight sweater that tell it all

Just like a trophy hanging on the wall

The scented hair that leaves a trail behind

something to follow if you don't mind those

Low flying birds

I wouldn't shoot at 'em

Low fling birds

they're far too dangerous

Low flying birds

What would you do with them

Low flying birds

You'd only ruin them

The tightest denim that Levi's make

Slowly peeling to reveal the shape

The blackest hair that's just been done

With make-up looking like a sticky bun, and they're

Low flying birds ...

in black suspenders

Low flying birds

in tight sweaters ...