Fold my clothes neatly
Set the table slowly
Sweep the floor gently
The clock is ticking softly
They are here in the morning
There in the evening
Wondering when it's time
The choir of marauders
Highest pecking order
No point in trying to hide
It's just a parliament of rooks
Sitting on the fence
Waiting for the word
It's just a parliament of rooks
Oh I'm not ready to move from this world
To the next one
Ready to move from this world
To the next one
Summon my soul to the end of the setting sun
A parliament of rooks will move you on
Looking at your body
Free from any burden
Don't know where I'm going
It's certainly not to heaven
They are here in the morning
There in the evening
Wondering when it's time
The choir of marauders
Highest pecking order
No point in trying to hide
It's just a parliament of rooks
Sitting on the fence
Waiting for the word
It's just a parliament of rooks
Oh I'm not ready to move from this world
To the next one
Ready to move from this world
To the next one
Summon my soul to the end of the setting sun
A parliament of rooks will move you on
Here they come