THE BIRD ON MY HEAD
(Written by Ross Bagdasarian)
David Seville - 1958


(words in brackets are sung by the bird)

I'm just sittin' in a vacant lot with a bird sittin' on my head
I'm just sittin' in a vacant lot with a bird sittin' on my head
Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
I belong in someone's arms (and I belong in a tree)

Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
This is no kind of life
I should have a house and bed (and I should have me a wife)

We're just sittin' in a vacant lot and we haven't got a dime
The bird and me, lonely as can be, we're together all the time

Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
I belong in someone's arms (and I belong in a tree)

Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What I say is no lie
We've been sittin' here so long (that I forgot how to fly)

I'm just sittin' in a vacant lot (and I'm sittin' on his head)
(both) The things we want we haven't got need a tree and house and bed

(both) Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
(He belongs in someone's arms) and he belongs in a tree

(both) Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
This is no kind of life
(He should have a house and bed) and he should have him a wife

Wicked, wicked, cruel, cruel world
What have you done to me?
I belong in someone's arms
FADE
(and I belong in a tree)