Walk it with the father   Talk it with the son   Baby got vision child   Like a loaded gun      She use my body   Like carrion crow   Doing our transmission thing   On Dust Radio      Baby, call the number   Nobody left in town   Baby paint skulls and constellations   On the ground      Where she lay me gently   She lay me slow   Somebody receiving up there   On Dust Radio      Walk it with the spirit   Talk it with the spine   Mama sing, "Open up yourself   When worlds align"      My secret Jesus   The Good Red Road   On blood antenna   Dust Radio   Dust Radio