This was pretty much my favorite song of 2007.
Pale Male, the famous redtail hawk, performs wingstands high above midtown Manhattan
Circles around for one last pass over the park
Got his eye on a fat squirrel down there and a couple of pigeons
They got no place to run, they got no place to hide
But Pale Male he`s cool, see, 'cause his breakfast ain`t goin' nowhere
So he does a loop de loop for the tourists and the Six o'Clock News
Got him a penthouse view from the tip-top of the food chain, boys
He looks up and down on Fifth Avenue and says "God I love this town"
That's as close to poetry as pop music needs to get, I think, and it actually gets better from there. Incidentally, the woman singing the way cool harmony part on the chorus is the lovely and talented Allison Moorer, aka Mrs. Earle, whose solo work definitely behooves behearing; if you're in the vicinity of iTunes, you might want to download "The Hardest Part," for starters.