Heat of the Night - Kill the Vultures

In the heat of the night grown men flee to the light

Sundial runs wild, six degrees of its life

Let’s agree that I’m right, wrong turns came with believing the hype

Breathe in the spite, we are not welcome to the evening tonight

A season of flight proceeded sparrows in the park

Survival’s as narrow as the art of placing arrows in the heart

Scarecrow needs a spark so you can watch him burn for miles

The beggar learned to smile but now he only turns a dial

Lurching down the aisle comes the hearse with persons filed

Spirits cast their bones at the lonely mercantile

The holy serpent child smudges ashes 'tween their eyes

Savage leaves their cries as unraveling arrives

Someone yelled 'drop', all you heard was police cars sing

The moon is full, the night is starving

Pulse of the city spits fire but the arteries are hardening

The moon is full, the night is starving

Walls come tumbling down from the rebels in the street marching

The moon is full.

the night is starving

Pride plays a lullaby on broken guitar strings

The moon is full, the night is starving

Hanging next to the sneakers on the telephone wires

Live the «come over tonight» preachers and the «leave me the hell alone» choir

Expel the known prior and expect the worst, probably

I’d sell my soul higher but at best the curse caught me

Accept the first offering, it’s a sign of things to come

The vinyl’s pleased it spun but in the final scene, we’re sunk

Sideshow freaks become masters of ceremony

The chief’s been bound and gagged and the pastor wears a nosebleed

Disaster shares a trophy with the actor staring lonely

Blackbirds rain like laughter, here’s the password, there, you know me

Ghost dancers in the storm with hands in heaven

Bullets pierced their flesh but the spilt blood planted legends

Got them red-state blues with black hills under my heels

Forty-nine stars salute, one fallen sky concealed

A little white lie got some black face in its eye

Now it crawls and it castrates in that rat race in the sky

Someone yelled 'drop', all you heard was police cars sing

The moon is full, the night is starving

Pulse of the city spits fire but the arteries are hardening

The moon is full, the night is starving

Walls come tumbling down from the rebels in the street marching

The moon is full.

the night is starving

Pride plays a lullaby on broken guitar strings

The moon is full, the night is starving