Aint They A Pair?

The Vulture,
And The Saw Bones,
Oh me oh my
Aint they a pair?

The Vulture,
And The Saw Bones,
They got what they could
Out of me,
And they left me there.

Every soldier finds
The end of his road,
Every story has it's
Last word told.
No matter who interupts
Or gets in the way.

Even the toughest bastid falls,
When they and the black robed one call
But only the tough bastid's
The one who's proud
At the end of that day

The Vulture,
And The Saw Bones,
They got my gold,
And let rags gristle
Fade away.

The Vulture,
And The Saw Bones,
They make more money than God,
Everyday.

(solos)

Every fight ends with the bell,
Was it a good win?
Who can tell?
Don't ask the ref,
You know he just got paid!

Even in the instant replay,
They got computers nowadays.
The winner fell,
And the scumbag loser walked away!

The Vulture,
And The Saw Bones,
Aint nobody else
But them
That ever gets their way.

The Vulture,
And The Saw Bones,
They had their way with me,
They got the best of me,
They sure didn't cry for me,
When they flew away...