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The crows the crowsSitting on a fenceVoices disappear behind a bank of cloudsIt's a dismal forecastHer torn up skirt a backdropAnd drop she doesThe crows the crowsOh no the crowsThe crows the crowsThe crows the crowsLawnmower JoeCut himself up on stonesThe crows the crowsA little too close for comfortA park boy curious about a homeless halfway houseCrying crumpledOh no the crowsThe crows the crowsShe might shape up real niceOne of thoseThe crows the crowsOh no the crowsSongtexteThe crows the crowsOh no the crowsShe's not intimidatedA used up rag wastedThe crows scratch out my errant thoughtsInto some orderLine them up on a fenceI look aroundThey've flownOh no the crowsThe crows the crowsOh no the crowsThe crows the crows Aus Songtexte Mania