Story Behind The Song
We recorded this song live on tour, sure the recording quality isn't the greatest but the overall energy is undeniable!
| Song Length |
12:00 |
Genre |
Latin - Rock, Jazz - Modern |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Duet Female |
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.