Ever since I was a little child
My only friends were vultures
And we used to ride for miles
Picking bones and feasting on the dead
And flying 'round in circles
To torment the many heads
I remember circling 'round a rat
As I also do remember
The last words that he spat
He said, "Vultures, I'm your meal I plainly see
But please beware of my head, for
The maggot is in me"
Sure enough my friend took a fatal bite
And now the maggot was upon him
And he was shaking in the night
I said, "Friend, the world has done you wrong
Now let me lure you to sleep with
This my vulture song"
And I sang
"When I die
My body will fry
In the desert sun
I'll be a man
So strong and tan
I'll feed everyone
We vultures, we
Begin to see
What life is worth
I was meant to be
Much more than me
Since before my birth"
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