Pigeons Lyrics

I was shaking hands for fun

And treating seagulls to a casting call

I must've done it all already

But already done is no fun at all

Man, the pigeons move like posters

When I'm walking off a Saturday night

And the poster pigeons tell me that

I'm lucky just for feeling alright

I had a run-in with a painer

And I asked him what he painted before

Said "I pain mostly for the city

But I'm getting into freelancing more."

A man was yelling at a window on the face of a store for adults

Saying "I'm not poor! I'm cheap, not poor!"

Yeah, I realize you have nothing for me

And I can only give to you

In time without desire the soul is free

And I am like a river

Maybe my legs don't work

I've been walking funny all day

Since the bus kicked me in the face

With the engine heat

I heard a grand piano shouting

To look out below

I trust the guard rail to take me

Where I need to go

Hey, if I ever feel pity you should toss me back into the lake

I need a blacktop to warm me up

It only works in the summer when it's already hot

I'm pretty sure my realtor has a place of his own

And I realize you have nothing for me

And I can only give to you

In time without desire the soul is free

And I am like a river

Yeah, I am like a river

Yeah, I am like a river