Vulture
Lyrics
Losing my head to Hollywood
My liver to London
My youth to Tokyo
Still on with the show
On, on, on
On, on, on
It's a hard lesson
But let me learn
L.A.
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-dead meat
My d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
Your d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
Coming down
Down in Santa Monica
Suicide Motel
One date with the devil
Seven days in hell
Mother don't worry
I say the boy is doing fine
Home in a hurry
And be sane with good
T-t-t-t-time
Time
Hard
Lessons
But let me learn
L.A.
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-dead meat
My d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
Your d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
D-d-d-d-d-dead meat
Come on down
Dead meat
Vulture
Writer(s): Alexander Wilke, Patrick Wolf
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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