Birdman of New York by Nick Cody

The Birdman from Jessie Auritt on Vimeo.

Birdman of New York (Nick Cody)

Elvis crashes into Madonna, while the Beach Boys gather dust,
Stevie Wonder’s in the dark now, while Nina’s full of lust,
All she wants is a different dream, one she can abide,
Riding pillion with Steve McQueen, heading down Lower East Side

Frank’s not happy next to Iggy, getting under his skin,
Cat’s not thinking about religion and who’s on top of him,
Jazz and folk uneasy allies in this little space,
It’s a landslide community, everything’s out of place

Once you were a trader, Wall Street your domain,
Now they call you birdman with music on the brain

ITunes terms spreads like a virus, 50 pages to sign,
Even if I’m clicking yes, that music’s still not mine,
Borrowed files on data sticks have no real charm,
Picture less objects, only bring creative harm

Once you were a trader, Wall Street your domain,
Now they call you birdman with music on the brain

Blue cheese dreams in my head, thinking about happier times,
City stores once that stood tall, giving us listening rhymes,
This Birdman he bucks the trend, no pc in sight,
Rainbow Records rainbow thinking, a musical delight

Once you were a trader, Wall Street your domain,
Now they call you birdman with music on the brain

©Nick Copy 2013