Stumbling from the alleyway walking a vulture, or is
that 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 twi-
light ball, to get back you'll have to crawl. Smile big
now through that kaleidoscope cut, blush blush blush
to earn that crush.
You're married to the Vultures.
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 no
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!
You're married married married to the vultures baby.
So polish that poison snatch, you know it ain't gonna
last much longer.
