Divine Comedy - Birds Of Paradise Farm Lyrics
My parents knew these people whoFor all their faults were very nice;They owned a farm whose olde worlde charmEarned it the name of paradise.We came to stay one holiday,We played croquet and burned our arms;But I was charmed and lost for words,When first I heard the birds of paradise farm.Singing gay songs all the day long,Making love to the dinner gong,Wondering when their human friendWould come to feed them.I looked in the trees and in the air,I searched the eaves of disused barnsTill finally, to my despair,I found the caged birds in paradise farm.Singing gay songs all the day long,Making love to the dinner gong,Wondering why their tiny livesShould be spent behind iron bars.Now leonardo da vinci,St. francis of assisi...But neil hannon of the see house, fivemiletown-Well, it doesnt sound quite right somehow!Singing gay songs all summer long,Making love to the dinner gong,Wondering when their human friendWould come to free them.When the last day came, I took my time.They called my name, and revved the car;When nature calls you must reply, they laughed,Waving goodbye to paradise farm.
