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