Cuckoo

Lyrics

Dawn in Albany statesmen are still asleep The first noise heard through the dew: "cuckoo!" A rattle follows, the coroner's office glows This is my portrait of you, Cuckoo Cuckoo is your given name Christened in the solitude of fame Ah! Friends as such! Whose love is without touch All four horsemen are you, Cuckoo, Cuckoo Cuckoo, like Brughel's Miser in the frame Quite literally, you're insane A cop-out so flippantly talked about Stand up, here comes your cue: "cuckoo! cuckoo!"