Lyrics God's Jewelry - Kill the Vultures

God's Jewelry

Pull the stones out your pockets
Slide your money ‘cross the table
What you doing dancing with cement shoes
You’re bound to lose
Found a fuse so i lit it
Then i hid it
Then i wondered why i did it
What have i committed
Feeling parasitic
Bear witness to a perfect crime
Criminal the prime time
I’m blind, blind side
My, my the time flies
Wise eyes would never look twice into the paradise
You did it once it spared your life
Don’t try again, it’s theirs tonight
Damn i’m getting old
There’s creaking in my bones
I feel the frozen air leaking in my home
Feed the coals
Felt the soles of my feet
Walk on graveyards and souls in the street
It’s just gon' repeat
It’s just gon' repeat
Rob me of what’s mine, sell it on a bus line
Sew my thick lips closed and tell me it’s just fine
Thumbs up, dumbstruck, hit me with the raw deal uncut
All night and can’t tell the sun’s up
Two ton truck walks into a bar, orders a gallon of gas
A rag, a match, a spark
It’s too dark these days, wouldn’t you agree?
Soon you’ll see us light the sky up, like god’s jewelry
Bang, bang, bang
That’s the sound of the chain gang
Sound of the same pains suffered just to maintain
Preach the sermon
Teach peace and speak with purpose
But behind the curtains you speak cheap
And sleep with servants
Secret service, it’s better that you didn’t know
The kisses blown fell short and wound up on the kitchen floor
Vision slow, mugging hazy individuals
All eyes on me, they should be out there skipping stones
Listen close, I promised you a pulse
D to the O to the A is the result
You wanna shock me then turn up the volts
Don’t try to give me the ghost, it’s clear you need it the most
Let’s see what fate has to offer, roll the dice
Don’t give a drowning man a glass of water
Pass the coffers
Now fill ‘em with the ashes of propaganda’s authors
The newsprint imposters, witch doctors
The empty rhetoric bottom-feeder sediment believers
Playing broken trumpets just to be heard
Bang, bang, bang, that’s the same thing playing
Let the broken record skip just to maintain-tain
It’s too dark these days, wouldn’t you agree?
Soon you’ll see us light the sky up, like god’s jewelry