The Condor

There's rodents in the undergrowth The birds fly overhead and make me nervous The body so small, I'm unassertive No control, no purpose There's rodents in the undergrowth The birds are up above and make me nervous If we join our hands together Shall we take the weather And now Wait here to be found The Condor circles 'round The sky is thick with clouds and it seems necessary Pass Pass onto one another Pass onto child and mother Life preservers, one per person But I'm gonna take another I'm gonna take another I'm gonna another I'm gonna take another, another, another, another There's something here, I can smell it The birds fly up above and make me nervous Sharp talons pierce the membrane Evidently the same I say As flesh starts to decay A message is relayed I know, hallowed by thy name And is this necessary? Pass Into the astral plane All part of divine game The cries remain the same Is it obligatory? Pass The dealer to your brother We look out for one another We look out for one another At last The wait will start to pass We'll gather here en masse We'll join our hands And ask was all this necessary? One up from when I told you Was picked apart by the vultures We'll bury you with the others Bury you with the others And now Every inch of this town Is burnt down to the ground Your mother will be so proud You ask for sympathy And we'll bury you with the others Bury you with the others Bury you with the others Bury you with the others Bury you with the others Bury you with the others