Them Crooked Vultures

Them Crooked Vultures

I tried to make a break,
what a fool,
I should've known
*I never listen*
I'm in a cage,
an animal,
I'm in a cage.

But the reptiles,
they won't let me go.
I think they want you to stray.

Watch the monkey dance,
give 'em a taste.
Look at him
*he's always smiling*

Help me to escape!
*your mouth agape*
You foreign tourist...
Woe is me,
it will be a funeral,
a circus,
I'll rap on the cell door.

Questions are a fire
that needs feeding
to survive
So just you let those flames
die down.

Trained by consequence & the lash
it leaves me breathless.
Their praise is a poison to us all.
In the moonlight...
their scars flash like jewelry.
Get too precious...
get locked up in a cage.

Want to get,
gotta risk,
any move
& your screwed.
Tongues flash & flick as if they're

Oh they lie
just like any lover,
oh do they,
those kisses will burn.
Under the lights,
they snap a finger,
you jump, you answer,
like a naive hooker
with a big dumb smile.

For the reptiles,
I guess you'll never know.
They won't let you go,
cause you're the
soup du'jour,
that's for sure.

Questions are a fire
that needs feeding
to survive.
So just you let those flames die down.
See them reptiles crawl?
Getting closer...
Why won't someone come to drive them away?

Don't rest too long,
it's a mistake you can't take back.
Take one lying down
for a change.
& oh,
it's like cleaning up
after an orgy
when it's over,
I wish someone would burn this place to the ground.

Compositor: Josh Homme, John Paul Jones, Dave Grohl

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