Who is it that lifts us to the sky?
The claw x3
Who doesn't care if we have three eyes
He picks you right up and then you'll rise
What a surprise
I'll miss you guys
Now it's the claw, the claw, the claw
Yes it's the claw, the claw, the claw
There's nothing quite as glorious
That makes you more notorious
Than to be chosen yes
To be chosen by the claw
Who chooses now if we'll stay or go?
The claw x3
Who doesn't care if we have no nose
And little round bodies with no toes
Well here I go
Wha'd'ya know?
Yes he is chosen by the claw x2
It's really so mysterious
It makes you quite delirious
When you are chosen when
You are chosen by the claw
The claw, the claw, the claw
