Vulture

Vulture
Down
Down
Losing my head to Hollywood
My liver to London
My youth to Tokyo
Still on with the show
On
And on
And on
On
It’s a
Hard
Lesson
But let me learn…
And the big wheels turn, turn
All your forest fires burn
And all my dead meat yearns
For the vulture’s return
Take this
D-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
My
D-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
Your
D-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
My
D-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
Coming down
Vulture
Coming down
Down
Down
Down
Down in Santa Monica
Suicide motel
One date with the devil
(Satan)
Seven days in hell
But mother don’t worry
I said the boy is doing fine
Home in a hurry
I’ll be sane with good time
T-t-t-t-t-t-time, time
Hard
Lessons
Let me learn
And the big wheels turn, turn
And all your forest fires burn
And all my dead meat yearns
For the vulture’s return
Take my
D-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
My
D-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
Your
D-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
Your
D-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
Come on down
Dead meat
Vulture