Vulture

(álbum: Acoustic Monday Album - 2019)

The vulture's coming
Coming to pick my bones
The vulture's coming
To feast on Mr. Jones
Just like I feast on rotisserie chicken
Or the big fat turkey on the table at your Thanksgiving
Sometimes I don't love the life I'm living
Still I hope I'm never gonna die at all

But the vulture's coming
He's bringing his family too
The vulture's coming
To chew on me and you
Just like I chew on teriyaki beef jerky
Or the big fat previously mentioned Thanksgiving turkey
Sometimes life is colder than a slurpee, yeah
But that don't mean I'll never ever get a good feeling at all
And trust me when I do
I forget that thing is even coming through
And I feel like I just got a dose
Of that magic, yeah, that everlasting potion

But the vulture's coming
When, you never know
The vulture's coming
It might be tomorrow
And just like the groundhog tells you that there's no more winter
You might be eating your last Thanksgiving dinner
And a big ol' bird gonna feast upon your innards
Time is precious and you shouldn't waste it at all is the moral of this song