The big birds have gathered in the marketplace You can hear a shuffling sound Very, very busy with their goings on But their heads are underground But the shops are open and the sun is out And they fill their baskets full And the coffee's warm and the paper's here And all the news is good In Ostrich Town, paint me with roses Ostrich Town, something Copeland composes Ostrich Town, just bury your noses down Down in Ostrich Town At night the birds rest easy It's the dreamy sleep of birds In the morning wash their dreams away With television words Doctor Bird brings Thorazine To calm down all their fears The pastor peels his onions They file past and shed their tears In Ostrich Town, paint me with roses Ostrich Town, something Copeland composes Ostrich Town, just bury your noses down Down in Ostrich Town Who could ask for more? Who could ask for more? Mom and Dad and all the kids With their head under the floor They're decent and they're neighborly The nicest sorts of birds They always sweep their sidewalks At least that's what I've heard They once lived by the ocean But it's safer here inland Somewhere bombs are falling Time to duck under the sand In Ostrich Town, paint me with roses Ostrich Town, something Copeland composes Ostrich Town, just bury your noses down Down In Ostrich Town, paint me with roses Ostrich Town, something Copeland composes Ostrich Town, just bury your noses down Down in Ostrich Town