me be on my way? Wont you help me be on my way? So i can set me free. Saw murder in her eyes, The dark of a thousand crows. Cold thriller in disguise
tune ravings of the crippled crow Moving down the ladder slow Where your friends on knee will help you The out of tune ravings of the crippled crow Moving
times I'm thinkin' I'm So low I don't know If I can come up at all. Black crows in the meadow Across a broad highway. Black crows in the meadow Across
the bathroom light I looked out the window And I saw that ragged soul take flight I saw a back crow flying In a blue sky Oh I'm like a black crow flying
mount Sinai Until that table turn, the mighty man a tumble down A tumble down, he tumble down, tumble down (Sax solo) Ratant Crow Ratant Crow Ratant Crow
re not right here (right now) Two ghosts in the morning But you can?t fool me... WHY IS THAT BABY That on a rainy day You're walking your walking your crows
can't fool me why is that, that on a rainy you're walking your crows out, on a leash why is that, baby, that on a rainy you're walking your crows out
Well late last night I heard a rappin? on my window pane It was a black crow medicine bird hangin? from the telephone line And it wailed and boiled out
get it?! From here on it's instinctual Even straight roads meander Every piece contains a map of it all! It all! Out of the line (and) indivisible A crow
level He brings the icy prophecies of war Black crow, black crow, tell me where you really go When you fly into the sunset, high in evening sky, Black crow, black crow
End of the Winter End of the coldness End of the day Crows come to this forest Flies through this woods Over the dark water Where ice will die soon Winter
Crow Jane Crow Jane Crow Jane Horrors in her head That her tongue dare not name She lives alone by the river The rolling rivers of pain Crow Jane Crow
Mmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmm I am the black crow king Mmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmm I am the black crow king Keeper of the nodding corn Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! All the hammers are
I went to you, a woman-man A courageous friend, I thought But turned out so wrong was I When we were up against the wall He had chicken-liver balls He
drop she does The crows the crows Oh no the crows The crows the crows The crows the crows Lawnmower Joe Cut himself up on stones The crows the crows
Schenker, Rudolf Schenker Lyrics: Klaus Meine, Wolfgang Dziony, Lothar Heimberg Sunday's gone Months're gone Some learn they're there Lonesome crow
Is this just a dream? Don't wanna change a thing about you And all my lonely days Seem so far away without you You say you're so happy now And you say
