Song Length |
4:38 |
Genre |
Latin - Jazz, Folk - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Duet Female |
Mood |
Restless, Nonviolent |
Subject |
Wild Animals, Loneliness |
Lyrics
Ostrich by Jesse Maclaine c2000 all rights reserved
Stuck down here with my head in the sand,
Talking to myself underground,
It?s my own fault I know
They don?t come around.
Ostrich, ostrich, ostrich I stretch my hands out to help too many
Freaks and losers, drunks and moochers
I stretch my hands into my pockets to help the hungry, help the poor
But who helps? Who helps, When I can?t speak for myself?
With my head stuck here down in the sand
I?m talking to myself all over town
It?s my own fault I know they don?t come around.
Ostrich, ostrich.