Flapping ragged wings over pawns and kings
There is often much talk of the fortune it brings
Each belabored stroke brings out a broken croak
It delivers its doom to all manner of folk
No way to ward it off, just pray it stays aloft
Well, it comes for the brave and it comes for the soft
Beware the jagged beak of which they fear to speak
Never think you're exempt from the tribute it seeks
And if you hear that crooked bird, just close your shutters tight
Heed the warning written here and live to see the light
If you look into the sky and catch its eye…
No way to ward it off, just pray it stays aloft
Well, it comes for the brave and it comes for the soft
Beware the jagged beak of which they fear to speak
And never think you're exempt from the tribute it seeks
And if you hear that crooked bird, just close your shutters tight
Heed the warning written here and live to see the light
If you look into the sky and catch its eye
It will alight!
And if you hear that crooked bird, just close your shutters tight
Heed the warning written here and live to see the light
If you look into the sky and catch its eye
It will alight!