3 Black Crows

3 black crows were sitting on a fence Watching the world pa*s them by Laughing at humanity and its pretense Wondering where next to fly And they cackled in joy and dove through the air Like the winds of a hurricane And they spread their wings as if to declare Onward, let freedom ring 3 black crows were sitting on a fence Watching the world pa*s them by 3 black crows are sitting in a tree Looking down on mankind Loving how it feels to be so free Leaving us far behind And they cackled in joy and dove through the air Like the winds of a hurricane And they spread their wings as if to declare Onward, let freedom ring 3 black crows are sitting in a tree Watching the world pa*s them by And they cackled in joy and dove through the air Like the winds of a hurricane And they spread their wings as if to declare Onward, let freedom ring