Songtext von Vultures

On the road down from Mexico Ain't got a place, got a place to go Sold my soul for a package deal Hundred more miles to the Goldenseal 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 dreaming of Virginia Reel Now we dance to the sound of their 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