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Those Poor Bastards - The Dust Storm lyrics
There's a dust storm forming in the sky Blowing down the road about twelve feet high It's tearing up my lungs, it burns my eyes Take off your dress, put on your face Take off your dress, put on your face I'm feeling wild ! We'll spend the dough your save'n in that jar Ignore the screams are coming from the car Let's forget we're miserable and poor Take off your face, put on that dress Take off your face, put on that dress I'm feeling wild ! How many hours do I have left with you ? Before a revelation does come true We've gotta find ourselves something to do Take off your dress, put on your face Take off your dress, put on your face I'm feeling wild ! You know that shed behind old Millers pond ? I stole the key last time he sold us corn The light within it shines so fucking warm Take off your face, put on your dress Take off your face, put on your dress I'm feeling wild! There's a dust storm forming in the sky Blowing down the road about twelve feet high It's tearing up my lungs, it burns my eyes Take off your dress, put on your face It's tearing up my lungs, it burns my eyes Take off that dress, put on your face Take off that dress, put on your face I'm feeling wild...I'm feeling wild..I'm feeling wild |
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