Текст Them Crooked Vultures – Scumbag Blues

Innocence has no resistance
Against a wicked counselor such as I.
You won’t make it out.
Shall I lead you to my parlor,

Then you grow cold,
Cold
As a stare.
As if no,
None,
Could compare.
But you don’t know,
How close,
To ensnare.
When I control,
You will
Despair.

Sycophancy, solipsistic,
Spider plays the fool
To lure the fly.
You won’t make it out.

Then you grow cold,
Cold
As a stare.
As if no,
None,