Leslie Fish
Текст песни The Roc

Long must I fly and fly and fly
Long leagues of sky of sky of sky
To seek my food and feast my fill
Long must I hunt and often kill
Small is my game and all to hungry is
The roc
The roc
The roc
The roc

Ages ago ago ago
It was not so not so not so
Mammoth, mastodon, giant sloth
Covered the earth like a moving cloth
A single kill could easily feed
The roc
The roc

They have all gone, all gone, all gone
Left me alone, alone alone
Left me endlessly seeking food
Few my numbers, no small my brood
The world has grown too petty to feed
The roc
The roc

But now comes man, comes man, comes man
Who breeds as he can, he can, he can
vast in number and easy to kill
From his hoards I can eat my fill
I will not starve while man can feed
the roc
the roc