Vultures

On the road down from Mexico

I ain't got a place, got a place to go

Sold my soul for a package deal

Hundred more miles to the golden seal

But the first step is always the hardest

And the second one is always the first

And the thrill of success is the purest

(Shoot to kill)

On the road down to Tennessee

Ain't got a place, got a place for me

Grew up dreamin' of Virginia reel

Now we dance to the sound of the stainless steel

But the first step is always the hardest

And the second one is always the first

And the thrill of success is the purest

But the eyes that behold you are cursed

And you can't quite make it

But you're not about to fake it

Don't you know you're left on your own?

(Shoot to kill)

But the first step is always the hardest

And the second one is always the first

And you can't quite make it

But you're not about to fake it

Don't you know you're left on your own?

But the first step is always the hardest

And the second one is always the first

And the thrill of success is the purest

But the eyes that behold you are cursed

And you can't quite make it

But you're not about to fake it

Don't you know you're left on your own?

And you can't quite make it

But you're not about to fake it

Don't you know you dance all alone?