[Verse] Far down below
A man stares into the fields he owns
And above flies a heathen
Thinking it's a bluff

[Pre-chorus] Hide and seek
He'll play
On his own cause the other one's made of hay

[Chorus] Standing on his own as he's on patrol
He'll be scaring all the scavengers from a pole
He says: "Go!"
Without uttering a word from his cross-stitched hole
And fluttering his wings as he seeks control
Over the man whose buttoned-eyes shows he's got no soul
He says: "No, you should go!"
Says the crow

[Verse] Truce on the cards
As they both hoist their white flags

[Pre-chorus] Sightings of love
Till the wind picks up and the man shouts:
"Bugger off"

[Chorus] Standing on his own as he's on patrol
He'll be scaring all the scavengers from a pole
He says: "Go!"
Without uttering a word from his cross-stitched hole
And fluttering his wings as he seeks control
Over the man whose buttoned-eyes shows he's got no soul
He says: "No, you should go!"
Says the crow

[Brdige] Fighting in corn fields seems silly
Especially when the other one's heart isn't beating

[Chorus] Standing on his own as he's on patrol
He'll be scaring all the scavengers from a pole
He says: "Go!"
Without uttering a word from his cross-stitched hole
And fluttering his wings as he seeks control
Over the man whose buttoned-eyes shows he's got no soul
He says: "No, you should go!"
Says the crow