If you want to be free
Come fly with me
We'll soar above fields and roads
Leading to the city
Far away we roam
Looking for our destiny
Perching high in the trees
Overlooking scenery
Circling round and round
Waiting so patiently
On a wing and a prayer
We carry on so fervently
Consuming death itself
Cleaning up the country
We are the circle of life
Keepers of the Earth, can't you see
If you want to be free
Come drive with me
We'll head outside of town
Into the country
Passing the carrion
Killed by our machinery
Tossing our guilt aside
Let the vultures feed
Circling round and round
Ever so gracefully
Like shadows gliding above
Searching for the next feed
Finding peace in the skies
And preying with ease
We are the scavengers
Misunderstood vehemently
Consuming death itself
Cleaning up your country
We are the circle of life
Keepers of the Earth, can't you see