Guided By Voices — A Bird with No Name lyrics

Lyrics

I’m riding a bird with no name
I’m trying to be more often
correct in my response
In a world full of airplanes
In a forest of bars
On the shoulders of a friend
You are kidding when you says let’s repeat!
No hitting
We play the game of feet
It’s justicide
In a circle of feathers
Photographic cuisine
And we fly on To the end of boredom
On a bird with no wings…