Lyrics Vultures - Bokassa

Vultures

On the road down from Mexico
Ain´t got a place, got a place to go
Sold my soul for a package deal
Hundred more miles to the Goldenseal
But the first step is always the hardest, and the second one is always the first
And the thrill of success is the purest
Shoot to kill
On the road down to Tennessee
Ain’t got a place, got a place for me
Grew up dreaming of Virginia Reel
Now we dance to the sound of their stainless steel
But the first step is always the hardest, and the second one is always the
first, and the thrill of success is the purest, but the eyes that behold you
are cursed
And you can’t quite make it, but you´re not about to fake it, don’t you know
you’re left on your one
Shoot to kill
But the first step is always the hardest, and the second one is always the
first, and the thrill of success is the purest, but the eyes that behold you
are cursed
And you can’t quite make it, but you´re not about to fake it, don’t you know
You dance all alone