Slade Raven

Tell raven that it's fatal

Chasing everything that glitters

Coloured pieces chattering doesn't miss a single thing

Gold and silver body stone never leaves a thing alone

Chorus

Belts away every hour

Flies to his lofty tower

Storing his spoils of the fruits of his toils

You beware of the sight of the roundabout flight

Often you'll see the raven

Flapping wings and calling loudly

He doesn't care what others feel thinks he has the right to steal

Gold and silver body stone never leaves a thing alone

Chorus

Belts away every hour

Flies to his lofty tower

Storing his spoils of the fruits of his toils

You beware of the sight of the roundabout flight

Break

Chorus

Belts away every hour

Flies to his lofty tower

Storing his spoils of the fruits of his toils

You beware of the sight of the roundabout flight