i m dying pooch you oughta put me down i turned a sickly shade of grey whilst other guys got brown some poeples said i was good other peoples said i was great i met the governor of california called him mate and he kicked me straight in the guts he got me dragging my feet i had the clowns had the horses had pigeons too i had the whole damn circus promise my debut then i called for the doctor i said well my head aches he said the birds just go crazy for that dead beat taste i got a black bird baby picking at my brains sold my soul to the devil but the devil don t pay i got a fever foxy mumma used to make me feel good but that same fever baby don t make feel like it should now there s a woman before me i guess my luck has changed i try to give her what she wants but my will has been broken had it all planned out i drew a map in the sand then the hurricane hit now i m in hostile land things are going pretty bad i guess they can only get worst i got sent the jesus freaks when all i need is a nurse i got a black bird baby picking at my brains just tie my bones to the saddle let go of the reins you might find yourslef walking down a cobble stone street you see me tied to a column where the wise men speak i hear they re giving out stones so let your aim be true and don t pity me because i wouldn t pity you i got a black bird baby picking at my brains sold my soul to the devil but the devil don t pay