Five Little Birds - Holly Palmer

«…to the west side

They still believe in things"*

I reached between my legs

And found a silver screw

I held it up and straight out to you

I wish that you would take it

My house got split in half again

That leaves four lorn shares

Even if everyone wanted some

There wouldn’t be enough to go around

We got our own now

Everybody gonna be alright

So there’s five little birds right now

And they’re flying manic around right now

Six if you’re counting the Eskimo

But he never got used to the weather

So he was more than happy to go

Everybody gonna be alright

Monkey mouth and a stethoscope

She says honey, we don’t want no kids

There’s not enough hope

Chocolate Dog tells me better jokes

And he keeps his own room clean

And Hummingbird is on fire

But at least that girl don’t smoke

Everybody gonna be alright