I drove out to the canyon grindin' dust up from the sand
I'm [gonna hook up] with the dust devil
he's got the power of an upright in his god-damned hand
The sand becomes a potent elixir, wind as hot as flame
the bodies fly right through the night
all faceless and without name.
I grab onto a foreign handle, walkin' through a door
I discovered that I was just buyin a pint of 'turkey at the liquor store.
I drove out to the canyon, baby, hit the motherfuckin road.
I paid my fine and [all the lights
looked] exactly like a picture show.
The desert skies before my eyes, they turned into a sea...
A flaming mass of oil and gas, screams of ecstasy.
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