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"When You Need To Fly" is OUT NOW! The listening party has begun for my new "double" album!!
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"Birds Of Prey"
Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley.
Some women are conniving, always thriving off men
Surviving on roosters is the way of the hen
Using, abusing as they rake in filthy cash
They'll milk you dry, then toss you out like trash
Don't these chicks ever wonder why
It's always grey when they notice the sky
When an honest life of love has passed them by
Maybe someday these doves are gonna cry
They may act like love birds, but they're predators inside
They hunt and they feed, then they find another guy
They know your weakness, they know just what to say
They steal your heart, break it, then they fly away
They might look like birds of paradise
But they're really birds of prey
Always scheming, and dreaming of a better life
From a mile away, they've got you in their sights
Thinkin' of themselves, hoodwinkin' 'till they're done
Snatch it all except you, and never need to use a gun
It's too late when you finally open your eyes
And realize that they robbed you blind
Like feathers and wings, their looks are a disguise
Eventually you'll see they're hidin' what's inside
They may act like love birds, but they're predators inside
They hunt and they feed, then they find another guy
They know your weakness, they know just what to say
They steal your heart, break it, then they fly away
They might look like birds of paradise
But they're really birds of prey
They get away with it, but misery loves company
Deserve to nest with themselves for eternity
They swoop in and pretend to be something they're not
They never want to work to earn what they've got
When they're desperate, they take you for a ride
Don't care who they hurt, but they've got pain inside
They take the easy way out, they cheat, then they fly
Don't admit when they're wrong, never try to make it right
They may act like love birds, but they're predators inside
They hunt and they feed, then they find another guy
They know your weakness, they know just what to say
They steal your heart, break it, then they fly away
They might look like birds of paradise
But they're really birds of prey
You get free but they can't 'cause they're livin' a lie
Their punishment is eatin' humble pie
Stuck alone in a cage with their conscience every day
To save face they gotta fake it while they live in shame
They might look like birds of paradise
But they're really birds of prey
Copyright Β© β 2022 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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Album cover photo by Richard Cooley
Song from the album Bluebird Days II
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Track # 6
3:50
June 21st, 2022
CD, MP3, FLAC, OGG
acoustic garage rock
Scott Cooley Music Productions
Scott Cooley
words and music by Scott Richard Cooley
Scott Richard Cooley Music Publishing, ASCAP
Scott Cooley - vocals, guitars, bass, drums, percussion
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Brief Description
A folk rocker not about the downhill run at Beaver Creek, but instead about women who charm and swindle men out of their money.
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