Dead Cross - Nightclub Canary Lyrics

Nightclub canary, nightclub canary
You're a purple-haired tooth-fairy
In a world where everything's a remake

Nightclub canary, nightclub canary
Fluffy feathers up in the sky
How'd you meet that f*ckin' guy?

Nightclub canary, nightclub canary
Your mother is a sequel
Your dad's a prequel
And then there's you

Nightclub canary, nightclub canary
The movie went a reel too long
A Vince Neil who sang too many songs

Nightclub canary, nightclub canary
Like a turd on a ceiling fan
Twist and shout like a girly-man

I'm hired by myself
To lie for a living
To sing like a canary

Not well-versed in the art of giving
Truth, Bluetooth, tiger sooth and porn fling
Back to the teenage goof that jumped off the roof
Help me with the art of shining
Birdie hero knifing