The crooked bird sits on a fence Judges me and my pretence The mocking laugh it says it all I wish he'd miss his step and fall
The raven with the loudest voice Fills the air with constant noise He knows my secrets yes he does And tells the world it's just because
He knows, I know, I'm a fraud I know, he knows, just because You and I are just the same Crooked birds, crooked birdsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
