Drunken Birds Cursive

[Lyric Note]
Pollock enters, leading Cassius by the arm. They race jovially throughout various wings of the house, several Angels and Devils in tow, all the while imbibing in an elixir of spirits continually poured by the Devils

[Pollock]
Mimicry's the most ulcerous form of mockery;
It rewards me handsomely
Don't kill the mockingbird—

[Devils]
Two teaspoons of the old elixir!

[Pollock]
Magpie looks in the mirror
The external world seems to disappear
What, exactly, do you see in there?

[Devils]
Four teaspoons of the old elixir!

[Pollock]
Drunken birds falling off the balcony
You gotta flap them wings
Learning how to teach your parrot to speak...
A couple more drinks, hear the jailbird sing
How a lifetime cooped up has left him cagey