A brush with death should make me beautiful   Who gave the crow that telling voice?   Felt good enough to go and do some damage   Releasing that important crowing noise      It's gonna hurt me   It's gonna hurt me   As much as it hurts you      Low on meat and high on flies   You were hunted down by packs of lies   Falling like fruit bats in a bright sunbeam   Caught for mining someone else's seam      It's gonna hurt me   It's gonna hurt me   As much as it hurts you