Besedila: Solange Knowles. Sol-Angel and the Hadley St. Dreams. This Bird.

Once in a time
Where the girls feel like girls
And the world is painted cotton candy (cotton candy)
Where the sweet lemonade of McGregor street (sweet lemonade)
Was the best damn thing of the summer breeze
Your dad drives a foreign car (a foreign car)
And your mama looks like a beauty queen

Now the sour bitter taste (sour bitter taste)
Of a colorless waste
Seems to light up my nights somehow
And the music I play must be
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud as can be
So I don't have to hear myself think (no, no)
So I don't to wake up from this dream (no, no)

I don't wanna sing no single mama blues
I'm not singing look at me I've been abused
Oh I'm another silly lost girl staring at you (staring at you)
So maybe I'll put on my high heel shoes (ba, ba)
And soar the night away (ba, ba)
And soar the night away (ba, ba,)
But whatever I do

{chorus}
I'm not gonna slow this bird down (down)
I don't wanna look life in the eye (eye)
I'm not gonna fall face first in this spiral called a life
I'm not indenial (no)
I'm not suicidal (no)
Not an alcoholic (no)
I'm not out here hoein'
So just shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
This bird's not slowin' down

Once in a while (once in a while)

When the sun does its job
Lets the clouds take a nice day off (day off)
I can breeze through the day
And just run through the night (run through the night)
Hearing cheers come from those big blue eyes
His smile blazes like fireworks
On the evening of fourth of july
So I got reason to fly

{chorus}

Slowin' down (down, down, down, down)
Slowin' down (down, down, down, down)
down, down, down, down
down, down, down, down
down, down, down, down
Slowin' down

[Solange Speaking]
It's not over yet
The song isn't over yet

Ain't no birds
gonna slow me down
I'ma keep on rollin'
And ain't no birds
gonna slow me down
Keep on rollin'
And ain't no birds
gonna slow me down
I'ma keep on rollin'
And ain't no birds
gonna slow me down
("rollin' " repeated throughout background)