Crows In The Wheatfield Lyrics - Del Amitri - Del Amitri

Making your way through an orangepeel orchard 

Tracing your day from disillusioned to debauched 

And spring passed quickly below the rotten elm tree 

You weren't kissed there you were pissed in the lavatory 

And shaving is something that you grew out of 

And it would take a heat wave to get you to take your jacket off 

You hang around the square watching someone kick the boys in 

With a hand through your hair as if to comb out the poison 

Sing some stupid song about crows in the wheatfield 

It's been so long since you saw crows in the wheatfield 

And don't forget that day you remembered 

When you saw fish swim in the sewage system river 

And keep revising that picture in your mind 

When you left home and the crows behind 

And the apples were sweet and summers were long 

Digging in your bare feet on a short yellow lawn 

You used to stifle a smile or forget not to yawn 

Do all the things that men do when they're to the river born 

With fifty-five pence between his two fingers 

And a swirling head as the feeling of hunger lingers 

Sing some stupid songs about crows in the wheatfield 

It's been so long since you saw crows in the wheatfield 

Sing some stupid song about crows in the wheatfield 

You knew all along you were a crow in the wheatfield