DESCRIPTION:
From the album Pandora's Box (2013)
FREE Download link + iTunes buy link + LYRICS + song credits in description
Free download: http://stkelly.bandcamp.com/track/caged-bird-blues
iTunes buy: https://itunes.apple.com/ca/album/caged-bird-blues/id681350420?i=681350774

Lyrics for "Caged Bird Blues" by St. Kelly

it's funny.. still, I'm wishin' I could explain it better

[Verse 1]
roll one up and light it,
pop another oxy
I'm at the point nothin' shocks me; so sedated
I ask myself, "Am I supposed to hate it?"
I'm here now, "Was I supposed to make it?"
feel like I'm nowhere, yet I'm supposed to fake it
totally faded, dreamin' in the king's robe, and woke up naked
I don't do this for the critics, but I suppose you'll rate
that's the way it goes when you play it for folks,
otherwise I just keep it to myself, and I mostly do
so just keep it to yourself when I mosey through
you think I'm dozy, do you? ha.
sharp as a tack, pull out of nowhere like I was parked in the back
this is just another market I've tapped,
I'm not your average in the market of rap,
I'd go on, how it's garbage, it's crap, the bigger part of it's wack
not my motto, but hey, you gotta play to win the lotto, follow?

[Verse 2]
some people don't listen, they're just hear to talk
all eyes on them, like I care to watch,
man stop.. look, and listen
I lived with nothin' but my music and a pot to piss in
and that old tomato can I was not gonn shit in
so how I'm supposed to eat when I couldn't complete the damn cycle
prayin' I achieve and don't repeat that cycle,
I'm just not like you, that's the truth
though sometimes I fear that I'm wrong
I've seen and lived everything you hear in my songs
there's nothin' like it, man, there's nothin' like it
my words are like nobody before,
to overcome the struggle, though, that's what they adore
without that, it's just talk, and talk is cheap (real cheap)
so much of it, you'll go broke if you buyin' it up
learn the language, it'd be nothin' for you findin' a buck


[Verse 3]
hmm, lookin' at this big picture, Mona Lisa, I'm with you
but which way are you lookin,
I got too many recipes cookin; I like to mix things up
but it's gettin' to the point I just mix things up,
gotta get to the point before I mix things up,
light a joint, like that'll fix things up
nah, but it might lift things up
I'm sayin, it's gettin' hard to carry, I'm weary
and it can't be buried; not until I drop it
and I won't do that till I die, so I stay with my silly head in sky
still believe I can fly, though my wings have been clipped,
the caged bird sings, and I spit, it's the same thing, I admit,
and it seems, we all find beauty in sadness
I channel it well, that's the beauty of my madness

SONG CREDITS:
Produced by St. Kelly
Electric guitar (chorus): Nat Larsen
Electric guitar (intro/outro): Code Workun
Recorded & mixed by St. Kelly at The Growroom (Victoria, BC)