Big Bird - Graham Coxon

Big bird, big sad, no word, big bad

Colours fill the floor, leaving me no more

Small lines, small head, no mind, long dead

Thoughts are hard to form, penciled on the door

Easelessly, ceaselessly

Big bird, big sad, no word, big bad

Colours fill the floor, leaving me no more

Small lines, small head, no mind, long dead

Thoughts are hard to form, penciled on the door

Aaah-aaah, aaah-aaah, aaah-aaah, aaah-aaah

Aaah-aaah, aaah-aaah, aaah-aaah, aaah-aaah