CD: Fear of Success
Label: Ded Serius Music
Credits: Ryan Baker (Drums), Marcus Weeden (Bass), Layden Robinson (Acoustic and Electric Guitars), Diana Lee (Vocals), Mike Bolenbach: (Engineer / Producer), Van (Producer, Vocals), Full Well Studios |
Story Behind the Song
Sitting in my parent's beautiful backyard in Phoenix, my Mom voiced her concern over the objectional things they were doing in Chandler to the Ostriches for the Ostrich-Fest.
Apparently, she had a problem with them exploiting the ostriches, and, she said it bothered her.
I've been amongst them, and I'll tell you something; they're just birds.
Ride along in your pasture of hay, my friend...
Lyrics
Ostracising the Ostrich
I ride in the bush. I have a hobby of sorts.
It's physical, but, I'm not a lover of sports.
A jockey somewhat, but, on a deviant steed.
A cowboy, I guess astride a fowl of good speed.
The bird can't fly
In the sky.
Riding ostriches through fields, I hie.
Ropin' some lambs In a pasture of hay.
Herding some sheep a man and bird out at play.
Laugh, if you will, but, that it's cruel don't dismay.
In Chandler, we race, we always win the relay.
Horses can't compete. And, whinny in defeat.
My mount, my ostrich won't ever be beat.
Sometimes some people whine, sometimes, they bitch.. (wah, wah, wah)
But, I'm not ostracizing the ostrich.
(haven't you heard? it's just a bird)
I'm not alone, the game has some precedence.
Eccentric, but, I haven't lost my sense.
The beak decides which cowbird wins in the end.
I've wagered and won, each time with my bird friend.
Man -- Bird -- Team.
Vict'ry dream. Ostrich wins with high self esteem.
Words and Music by Van Boersma © Copyright January 18, 2003
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