Masquerade

[If somebody asks] how old are you? [My answer should be] it may be 90, it may be 2 [Does it matter any] if I am true. We are, in fact, grains for the birds Seek our salvation in a pack of cards. Make love [illicit?] to the queen of hearts. [Refrain] We are for birds We are for birds and bees We are a pack of cards Burst at the seams We are old (..) I may be bold Our stories are very well- told [prehistory, protohistory and antihistory] In our shoes [Nike] pin balls rolled [ballet] [Refrain] We are for birds We are for birds and bees We are a pack of cards Burst at the seams [I must speak the truth] In essence, we are a big fart [Cosmologists, beware] A dwarf in a Mumbai City Mart [May be Manhattan, if you prefer] A rectangle as the head of Bart We eat our shorts and Springfield tart [ You may order Plutonium wafers in nukesauce if you are smart] And book rooms at (The Grand Del Mar) Run our eyes on [motheaten] Marco's yellow chart [Refrain] We are for birds We are for birds and bees We are a pack of cards Burst at the seams So when we finish our dreams we must go to the pips and pimps We are gyrating wimps Natural philosophy, Tims. [Refrain] We are for birds We are for birds and bees We are a pack of cards Burst at the seams. Our natural philosophy, Tims.