"Birdhouse In Your Soul"
(Flansburgh/Linnell)

I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really, I'm not actually your friend
But I am.

Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you?
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.
Not to put too fine a point on it,
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet.
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.

I have a secret to tell
From my electrical well.
It's a simple message and I'm leaving out the whistles and bells.
So the room must listen to me,
Filibuster vigilantly,
"My name is blue canary, one note spelled l-i-t-e"
My story's infinite...
Like the Longines Symphonette, it doesn't rest.

There's a picture opposite me
Of my primitive ancestry
Which stood on rocky shores and kept the beaches shipwreck free.
Though I respect that a lot,
I'd be fired if that were my job,
After killing Jason off and countless screaming Argonauts.
Bluebird of friendliness,
Like guardian angels it's always near.

Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you?
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.
Not to put too fine a point on it,
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet.
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.

And while you're at it,
Leave the nightlight on inside the birdhouse in your soul.