By John Flansburgh & John Linnell
Date: 25 October 1999

BIRDHOUSE IN YOUR SOUL

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
(and while you're at it
leave the nite lite on
inside the birdhouse
in your soul)