[Verse]
Far down below
A man stares into the fields he owns
And above flies a heathen
Thinking it's a bluff
[Pre-chorus]
Hide and seek
He'll play
On his own cause the other one's made of hay
[Chorus]
Standing on his own as he's on patrol
He'll be scaring all the scavengers from a pole
He says: "Go!"
Without uttering a word from his cross-stitched hole
And fluttering his wings as he seeks control
Over the man whose buttoned-eyes shows he's got no soul
He says: "No, you should go!"
Says the crow
[Verse]
Truce on the cards
As they both hoist their white flags
[Pre-chorus]
Sightings of love
Till the wind picks up and the man shouts:
"Bugger off"
[Chorus]
Standing on his own as he's on patrol
He'll be scaring all the scavengers from a pole
He says: "Go!"
Without uttering a word from his cross-stitched hole
And fluttering his wings as he seeks control
Over the man whose buttoned-eyes shows he's got no soul
He says: "No, you should go!"
Says the crow
[Brdige]
Fighting in corn fields seems silly
Especially when the other one's heart isn't beating
[Chorus]
Standing on his own as he's on patrol
He'll be scaring all the scavengers from a pole
He says: "Go!"
Without uttering a word from his cross-stitched hole
And fluttering his wings as he seeks control
Over the man whose buttoned-eyes shows he's got no soul
He says: "No, you should go!"
Says the crow