Lyrics:

Well I swung through town
Shining like a new quarter
Felt something sharp rise up within me
When I crossed the border
Stopped at the gas station payphone
I let my fingers fly
The wicked impulses were dying
But I couldn't let them die
We were over at your place
Singin about the old times
I ate so much carrion
That I could not move
I was bloated

When I saw you in the kitchen
Glistening like the old country
All your cups and glasses
Lined up in front of me
I stopped at the faucet for a minute
Waited til you came in to see what was wrong
Your fingers brushed my ribs playfully
And I played along
You had your tongue in my mouth
Your eyes glistening in the light
I ate rich raw carrion
Till I couldn't think right
I was full