Vulture Lyrics

Oh I had to leave home when I learned what it stood for

When I heard your violence knocking on my door

Plan to catch you when you flee the nest my friend

Keeping us all in the dark

I wanna be there when you croak alone my friend

Our love's just a term of art

If it suits you to dip in to the hateful pool

Toil in colors of the moon I'll be a blind fool

But I can't count on anyone else to

Back me up when your mask slips and I'm through

They might think it's all a joke

I know you don't

When you carry water for the white man's hate

I don't want to be a friend of someone like you

Getting sea sick while I look the other way

Now the ocean's rising I can see the end

Lots of folks've joined you in the intervening wend

Someday I know we will kick you down below

We will rise up

Smash your palace

And that day you'll know

You can get the consent of the unaffected

But when it comes to it

You will lose

You can posture and treat us like shit

Toy with us and trick us into accepting it

But this is a guarantee

All of us make true

I will come back home and I will crush you

Fascists bound to lose