Envy the Vultures - Dog Fashion Disco

Cat scratches and smoke burns

on her face and hands

Neglected children build castles

in quicksand

Tongue lashes

and whip cracking innocence

Empty mouths

craving spoonfuls of pestilence

Burn down the harvest

it’s a plague nation

The golden noose

is our one and only salvation

The face I wear now is not my own, not my own

These days are rats minutes skin

And seconds are bones

Chain up the pearly gates

We’re all flying south

Silence the witnesses

We’re out

I envy the vultures

No conscious inside

All they can eat just

as soon as it dies

It won’t taste as sweet

when it’s still alive

I envy the vultures

That peck out your eyes

Scavenge the New World

Where’s your spirit now?

Beckon the wake

and they all gather around

The face you wear now is not your own, not your own

These years are lions minutes skin

Seconds are bones

The face I wear is not my own

The face you wear is not your own

The skin I wear is not my own

The skin you wear is not your own

Chain up the pearly gates

We’re all flying south

Silence the witnesses

We’re out

I envy the vultures

No conscious inside

All they can eat just

as soon as it dies

It won’t taste as sweet

when it’s still alive

I envy the vultures

That peck out your eyes

I envy the vultures

Scavenge the New World

Where is your spirit now?

Beckon the wake

and they all gather around