Culture Vultures in The Year 2008

Some bite the bullet, they'll take anything they give

And then they give you back a toothless grin

Other people want whatever they want

And they want to see the red blood pour

The girl with the telephone makes a call

Calls to say we shouldn't talk anymore

And now the bullet is bit, and in silence we sit

I can see the line is drawn

This not a pleasant conversation

Everybody knows it's ok to chat in the year 08

When the culture vultures sit at the tables, wearing their hats

La la la...

Ok

I sit at home trying to organize a boat so I can ship my soul to Galileo

Because he won the bet there's a block over my head

And I guess you'll see my real blood pour

Some wear the badge and they ruin the game

Because they shine it in your right wing face

Oh you come around and you save the day

You take all my worries away

This not a pleasant conversation

Everybody knows it's ok to chat in the year 08

When the culture vultures sit at the table, wearing their hats

La la la...

Bright bright blood

On my hands

I am lost

I once was sad

Bright bright blood

On my hands

I am lost

I once was sad

Give in!

La la la...

Some bite the bullet, they'll take anything they give

And then they give you back a toothless grin

But other people want whatever they want

And they want to see my red blood pour