WESLEY WILLIS, SONG #3
(Wesley Willis)
Once upon a time, a team of hungry birds came down on a dead body
It was a dead deer
They sucked it deep into the dead deer
The vultures were hungry
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
The vultures ate the deer like it was going out of style
They were eating on the skull
They were eating like dogs
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
The vultures took off like a jet plane
They were flying United
They were flying at 150 miles per hour
They were flying like an airplane
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
Rock over London
Rock on Chicago
Wheaties, Breakfast Of Champions
Once upon a time, a team of hungry birds came down on a dead body
It was a dead deer
They sucked it deep into the dead deer
The vultures were hungry
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
The vultures ate the deer like it was going out of style
They were eating on the skull
They were eating like dogs
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
The vultures took off like a jet plane
They were flying United
They were flying at 150 miles per hour
They were flying like an airplane
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures, the vultures
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
The vultures
Ate my dead ass up
Rock over London
Rock on Chicago
Wheaties, Breakfast Of Champions
please listen
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