The Ghetto Bird Lyrics – The Plainwrap Band

The Ghetto Bird Lyrics by The Plainwrap Band

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Last night, the bird was out
The police scout
The bird was out

Today, the bird is out
The police scout, huh
The bird is out
〈.?.〉 〈stumbles/stretches〉 out about a quarter to eight

I’m feeding seven hungry babies so I can’t be late
I stumble from my bed to the coffee pot
Making plans to move away from the jungle spot
Wide awake, now I’m moving and I’m ready to roll

Neighborhood papers lying at my door
Front page, back page, pictures galore
The place not to be was a local liquor store last night
If you’re hearing voices 〈.?.〉, sirens 〈.?.〉

You can bet it’s the ghetto bird
If you’re doing wrong, you can believe that it won’t be long
‘Fore the Ghetto bird is moving on your trail
If you’re hearing voices 〈.?.〉, sirens 〈.?.〉

You can bet it’s the ghetto bird
If you’re doing wrong, you can believe that it won’t be long
‘Fore the Ghetto bird is flying ’round your head
Now I’ve done my time and I’m ready to go

Eight long hours and I’m through with this show
No encores, repeats or overtime
To keep from going under, I got to get what’s mine
Now the traffic won’t go, what’s the rigmarole?

Time to tune in to the local radio
Broadcast man says 〈.?.〉
The streets are barricaded, no wonder why
Today, the bird is out

Huh, the ghetto scout
Today, the bird is out
Huh, the ghetto scout
Disturb my sleep, disturb my rest

This bird has got to be my number one pest
Gunshots start 〈.?.〉 in the street
I know what the next sound’s going to be
But the ultimate has got be when

My woman and I make plans to turn in
And make love all night, that’s all we wanna do
Put my metal to her pedal and feel the girl move
You’re down for the upstroke, up for the downstroke

‘Bout to explode to the big bad last stroke
The house starts shakin’, a-rockin’, and a-reelin’
My baby think it’s me but I have a strong feeling
Tonight, the bird is out

With the spotlight, huh, shining bright
Tonight, the bird is out
With the spotlight, huh, huh, shining bright
Take PCP, take angel dust

And you lookin’ for some trouble, you’re asking for a bust
The stuff will make you crazy, make your mind real lazy
The stuff will make your world be real, real shaky
Take Martin Luther King, take Malcolm X

Use these philosophies and be the best
Believe in yourself like Muhammad Ali
And from the ghetto bird we’ll all be free
Be free from the guns, red flashing lights

Be free from the struggle of the poor man’s fight
Be free in the night 〈.?.〉
Be free
Be free

Be free
Be free
Be free
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The Plainwrap Band Lyrics – The Ghetto Bird

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The Ghetto Bird