THE BUZZARDS OF GREEN HILL GROW FAT ON ROADKILL

Dis empowered, the scattering flock/ Dances in a fever at the castle rock/ Dust-devil cypress and ripening fruit/ Ascending quick into the author's bathroom/ Fawn, Jo and Tootsie are out on a wire/ Lettuce-toothed junkies all full of desire/ Meanwhile, Rick James takes her nude/ And there's nothing I can do/ Meanwhile, Rick James takes her nude/ And there's nothing I can do/ And there's nothing I can say to you/ I've got a lot of work to do/ I guess I'll leave it up to you/ Uninvited, we'll stay if we want/ Searching through your closets for your grandfather's gun/ We will swim in your kidney, kidney-shaped pool/ Scratching at the bottom for another clue, yeah/ Fawn, Jo and Tootsie are out on a wire/ Lettuce-toothed junkies all full of desire/ Meanwhile, Rick James takes her nude/ And there's nothing I can do/ Meanwhile, Rick James takes her nude/ And there's nothing I can do/ And there's nothing I can say to you/ (Meanwhile, Rick James takes her nude)/ And there's nothing I can do/ And there's nothing I can say to you/ I've got a lot of work to do/ I guess I'll leave it up to you/ (it/its | born three thousand years ago)