Hello carcass my old friend
I've come to circle you again
Because a while ago you were creeping
And now you look like you are sleeping
And the vultures we are now get to eat
A chunk of meat
In nature's round of violence

Relentlessly I comb the sand
To spy some creature's final stand
'Neath the harshness of a blazing sun
To find unfortunates that cannot run
And my beak that can really take out a bite
Now dines tonight
Another round of violence

And on the desert floor I saw
A dozen campers maybe more
Some stupid humans that had lost their way
I said to myself "Come on, make my day"
People yelling "Help" all tryin' to change their fate
But I can wait
Until the round of violence

"Food!" said I "After a while
You'll know resistance is futile
Hurry now and please drop dead of thirst
So me and mine can do our very worst"
But my caws like nails upon the board
Were ignored
Wait for the round of violence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the metal tube they made
And they raised the thing and aimed it high
A deaf'ning sound and something hit my thigh
And I fell right down to the ground
Heard them hollar "Vulture stew!"
And then I knew
Another round of violence