bluebird

Charles Bukowski - Bluebird

there's a bluebird in my heart
that wants to get out,
but I'm too tough for him..
I say 'stay in there!
im not going to let anybody see you.'

there's a bluebird in my heart
that wants to get out,
but I pur whiskey on him
and inhale cigarette smoke..
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that he's in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart
that wants to get out,
but I'm too tough for him..
I say 'stay down,
do you want to mess me up?
you want to screw up the works?'

there's a bluebird in my heart
that wants to get out,
but im too clever.
i only let him out at night sometimes,
when everybody's asleep.
I say 'I know that you're there,
so don't be sad.'
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little in there.
I haven't quite let him die,
and we sleep together like that
with our secret pact.
And it's nice enough to make a man weep.
but I don't weep..
do you?