Scumbag Blues
by Them Crooked Vultures
From the album: Them Crooked Vultures
Duration: 04:25
Lyrics for Scumbag Blues
Innocence has no resistance Against a wicked counselor such as I. You won't make it out. You won't make it out Shall I lead you to my parlor, Poison offers disguised, in just your size. You won't make it out. You won't make it out You may think me altruistic, Feel my dark hypnosis closing in. You won't make it out You won't make it out 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. You won't make it out. You won't make it out. Sycophancy, solipsistic, Spider plays the fool To lure the fly. You won't make it out You won't make it out 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