Karl Jenkins
Black Crow
Hurry on down to the center of town
Where the lights are all bright
And the big black crow is waiting
Tight in the street, full of hurrying feet
And the dark in the heart
Where the big black crow is hating

Shout aloud, save your face
And the whole human race
Cos the bird and his sighs
Are blacking the skies already

Grinning and dead is the pimp in his bed
And the whore in the door
Hides her eyes from the crow that's waiting
Blind, all alone and as deaf as a stone
Sings the man in a hat
And the crow on his back togethеr

Shout aloud, save your face
And the wholе human race
Cos the bird and his sighs
Are blacking the skies already

Sitting in style with a hideous smile
The bird in the bar
With the big black crow on her shoulder
Little old man, drinking meths from a can
And searching the dirt
Where the big black crow is nesting
Scream and shout, everyone's mad
And the world's dark and bad
And the dark black cloud
Of the crow's wing shroud is waiting

Grinning and dead is the pimp in his bed
And the whore in the door
Hides her eyes from the crow that's waiting
Blind, all alone and as deaf as a stone
Sings the man in a hat
And the crow on his back together

Scream and shout, everyone's mad
And the world's dark and bad
And the dark black cloud
Of the crow's wing shroud is waiting