Buddy Bee Anthony (Portland Oregon)

One bird song hungry for their mother
One bird song seeks shelter on the docks
One bird song is warring on their brothers
One bird song is beating all the clocks

And, one bird song pledged loyalist devotion
One bird song is prayin to their rocks
One bird song is causing all commotion
And, one bird song is preachin to the flock

One bird song, so meek hurt and tired.
One bird song's all fake giddy and aglow
One bird song flip-floppin in the mire
One bird song flat nothin left to show.

One bird song found their message in a bottle
As one bird song casts wishes to the skies
bird song tell you a real good, true story
I can feel and 'bout hear it
just by looking in your eyes

One bird song high primpin on a wire
One bird song swoops low to make the kill
One bird song tried puttin out the fire
One bird song, you know
their confidence been stilled

And one bird song is singin for their supper
One bird song makes sweet love to the land
One bird song, day trippin on a storm cloud
To flood cleanse cool new waters colors on the sand

One bird song
reachin round the ocean
One bird song sails The Seven Seas
One bird song is poetry in motion
One bird song
Waits patiently
sings sweetly back to me

Like a bird song for the open dusty country road
for old times
for old times...

Don't forget to save the Hippie from extinction
Screamin to fly outta me and you
When you're shakin and your bakin
and you're dyin, no use cryin,
in a vat of the fat cat stew
''cause they're gunnin for you
got a sick new crew
it's a witches brew
don't get that goo on me
don't get none of that gunk on you
don't get the fat cat flu
don't do what them fat cats do
And Save the hippie from extinction screamin to fly outta me and you.
Save the metal heads head bangin outlaws
freaky dreamers
gutter punks
Hell's Angels
gypsy jokers
heavy smokers
cross dressers
brown
black
pink panthers
crips and bloods,
Mongols,
addicts
black mamba's
strippers too
Everybody built these cities, you know it's true.
When you're shakin and your bakin and you're flyin into the fryin vat
of the pink hot and tasty stew

Save the hippy's from extinction on Park, fifth Avenue, Hawthorne,
Belmont
Burnside
Division
Yamhill
State Street,
Hennepin
Nicollet and
Nebraska Ave.
Aint it about time to save Hollywood and Vine for the hippies
cuz they're runnin faster
'n' faster n faster
You Bastard
Chew Bastard
shoo Bastard

By Melissa Ann Howells
And Buddy Bee Anthony