Vile

"Vile" (Osborne) – 3:47

Originally from Ozma, 1989.

Lyrics

Your vile, sawed in howl

Exudes a demigogic stool

And your little bit of dropper down

It lows and reaches up all real loud

And I pray, and I pray

And slowly rise upon my knees

And praise the little bit of dropper down

That hardens in me

I'm wishin I could feel it but I know

I know it's bigger

Cuz I know even though my pride's grown

I could fall

Take it through the eyes like men

You're scared of what could come

Cuz I know my only pain comes through the eyes

Through the eyes

Wishing that I could feel it but I know

You can take yours

Cuz I know it's a runaround like a chump

[inaudible gibberish]