pigeons
this is the lyrics to my first proper song that i have actually finished!! I usually get stuck and can’t go any further, but this one is getting done!
pigeons belongs to the following groups:
All Things Poetic, Artistic, PhilosophicalOpen mouths – twenty pounds.
Walk the road where sex is sold
and see the pigeons lining up
along the street.
It takes the night to brave the flight.
Bloody nose and open toes;
all the dirty birds are out here
on the street.
There are no sides to this story
But two sides to she
Hold her down
Hold her down
Hold her down
Hold her down
Silence drips from their lips.
Splashed white clothes is what they chose.
Oh you can see that pigeons hang out
on this street.
Sweet puffed chest, naked breast
pavement bed, cobbled head
all the city chicks they line up
on this street
There are no sides to this story
But two sides to she
Hold her down
Hold her down
Hold her down.
Tear stained face, fall from grace;
no-one knows and it shows
when she turns her face to the birds
along the street.
Open mouths – twenty pounds
That’s the road where sex is sold.
There’s one less pigeon tonight
upon that street.
ein22
A very good piece of writing I am positive it would make a very fine song. You powerfully approached the issue of the sex industry and portayed it in such an honest light. I really respect what you have writtena nd your insight. This is reminds me of a song by Tracy Chapman called 3,000 miles. I reccomend you hear it if you have not heard of it.
Well done