Fat, black vulture White head hung low Chewin' dead meat By the side of the road His evil breath Smells just like death He takes no chances He knows the dances
Vulture waiting For a life to end Proving the prophet He's nobody's friend If he gets near Your bones he'll clear He'll jump your bandwagon 'Til it's your corpse he's draggin'
Fat, black vulture Has got no shame He'll tell a lie Cheat, steal, and frame His poison whiff Will kill you stiff This toxic executive Wants your guts in his grip
