the things a crow puts in its nest they are always things he finds that shine best somehow he ll find a shiny dime a silver twine from a valentine the crows all bring them shiny things leave me alone you big old moon the light you cast is just a liar you re like the crows cause if it glows you re dressed to go you guessed i know you ll always bring them shiny things well i m not dancing here tonight but things are bound to turn around though the only thing i want that shines is to be king there in your eyes to be your only shiny thing