Dust Devil

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

The sand becomes a potent elixir

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 in through a door

But discovered that I was just buying a pint

Of turkey at the liquor store

I drove out to the canyon, man

And hit the motherfuckin' road

I paid my fine and all the lights

Look exactly like the picture show

The desert sky before my eyes

Had burned into a sea

A flaming mass of oil and gas

And screams of ecstasy