The vultures im told are preying on us.
Even in your home you cant avoid
The meeting.
The vultures his or her name,
They promise to discover you,
You cant avoid starvation.
I know from experience water
Kills you faster.
My friends dont understand
How complete and thurough
They the vultures work.
Few birds go after what no one else wants
Because there's to much of it to go around.
To many rotten amatureish feelings make tons
Of cash when they have to pay for their own heart.
Dont call it vanity,
all the pros call the vultures vanity a scam.

His rooms is horribly boreing,
Pyscho if you ask me,
But what if we shifted points,
Id take the highest ground,
If only I could girls.
He has a boy,
One of those tall,
Tattooed voodoo doll
of a man, I wish,
Oh I wish there comes a day,
What a day it would be.
What happens now,
I probably do something about it.
Id probably sing the blues,
All over again until
The hang over you gave me goes away.
Hover, stick around to know that I am not
your sweet cakes, im not no honey bun twinky
love sunshine palm tree,
******* if you wanted to know
what I knew.  His hund drew the window down,
The car smelt like a boat,
Could of been,
My name is mary tonite,
Hes henry, the worst possible name,
It had to be henry,
Henry jesus, henry,
Big foot henry.  
Kept a steady speed all nite,
He didnt try anything funny,
But he could of made a move.
The results,
Call the winner for her turkey shoot price.
He started getting drunk,
Wow really,
The only thing stopping me from leaping
Out drunk from my body,
Was the fact that he had a beard,
Bearded turkeys,
We arrived at the gas station,
Someone had a confession to make.
I dont feel like a girl anymore.
Its ok your an independent woman.
You decide we needed a bag of ****.
The oldest friend I have agreed,
We needed ****,
Im serious,
Swirly ice cream cones at dq,
I have some on my nose, you wife it off
With a sand paper napkin, it feels like
Im addicted to boys like you,
Military, im in love with one,
This time,
Im considering what I need to do.
My friend from band is having a crisis,
Frank died with the gunmen,
Low mobility god brought,
*******, do something more creative,
Cheap, your the cheapest ******* I know.

End of part 1

will the swamp sink my own troubles again.
I saw a frog hop to find another city.
Where he could remain who he should of been.
His career is to live with flies.
Of course  he doesnt mind.
If only icould be a frog.
Id be sattisfied living in a bog.
No matterwhere I go ill stay the same.
Like a frog who lillies around hopping for change.
Maybe I should learn the beauty in the swamp.
Then I will surley know where I belong.
Happiness wasnt made out of new rivers.
Its hidden in the marshes where I grew up.
Simplicity is like pond.
Be proud of where your from.
A tadpole becomes a frog.
And builds his life out of what he wants.
His confinement is only where he lives.
When he grows leggs hell know about the world.
And try to move away from boredom.