American Vultures

Stumbling from the alleyway walking a vulture
Or is the vulture walking you?
Mumbling for a driver for your toothless limousine
Holding that diamond leash like the sabertooth queen
Gurgling for a chariot to the twilight ball
To get back you’ll have to crawl
Smile big now through that kaleidoscope cut
Blush, blushm blush to earn that crush
Yeah, we’re on the run
You’re married to the vultures
Bah-bah-bah-nana-uh huh
You’re married to the vultures
I don’t wanna laugh until you’re dead
Back at home you just want to be alone
But pick up the phone
Cause I’m listening to every word you say!
I’m in your vultures beak
As he turns his head to speak, he says
«Now oh teen ruby queen, give us a scream!»
Do you know the difference between a memory and fog?
And do you know the difference between a laugh and a sob?
Cause for all your charms
And graces you’re not Hollywood starlet
You’re just a fuck film harlot
When you said eternal life
What you meant was eternal head
And now, all your suitors wish you were dead
You know there’s nothing like a breath of fresh air
Or tentacles in your hair
Or the dead stare of a sagging skull!
And we’re fucking built
You’re married to the vultures
Bah-bah-bah-nana-uh huh
You’re married to the vultures
I don’t wanna laugh until you’re dead
You’re married, married, married to the vultures, baby
So polish that poison snatch
You’re married married married to the vultures, baby
You know it ain’t gonna last much longer