Dust Devil

Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I drove out to the canyon grind and dust off from the sand I don't ever fuck with the dust devil He's got the power of an upright in his goddamn hand! Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Satan becomes a (?) and wind is as hot as a flame The bodies fly right through the line Or phase mister without pain I grab onto a falling hand or walk into a door But discovered that I was just buying a pound Of turkey at the liquor store Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I drove out to the canyon, man And hit the motherfuckin' road I (I'm not even going to attempt it.) Exactly like the picture told The desert sky before my eyes Had burned into a sea A flaming mass of oil and gas And screams of ecstasy Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa