Forget the crawling aliens
That's all you under the skin
You will get out of this on your own
without magic medicine
The vultures are circling, Joni,
immobile in your chair;
the vultures take souvenir snaps
to say "I was there".
Don't look to gods or astrology
The stars don't know you exist
Everything you are is you
and everyone you've ever kissed
The vultures are circling, Joni,
hold close but have no doubt,
the vultures will pose with red mouths
and pull your insides out.
Remember the first confinements
Remember every long day
You can get out of this on your own
get up and walk away
Pull up your stockings
get up and walk away
