Blue blood vagabond
With your bag of tricks
Toss them at her wall
See which one will stick
Footloose, fancy free
Got nothin but time
Keep it up like this
You'll wither on the vine
No one called you Romeo
You just pulled on his boots
Juliet with the opiates
Was a heroine to shoot
Take her in your arm
Then you can unwind
Keep it up like this
You'll wither on the vine
But who'll be the one to take you in
When the storm is coming down
I know you'd like to think that you're
The only one who's felt that thorny crown
Wither on the the vine
Blue blood vagabond
Are you feeling ill
Locked up in your room
Pressed to the window sill
Soaked in nicotine
And fortified with wine
Keep it up like this
You'll wither on the vine
