Dm C There’s a dust storm formin’ in the skyDm C Blowin’ down the road ’bout twelve feet highDm C It’s tearin’ up my lungs it burns my eyes [Chorus]C Gm Am Take off your dress, put on your faceAm Gm Am Take off your dress, put on your faceAm Dm I’m feelin’ wild! [Verse]Dm C We’ll spend the dough you’re saving in that jarDm C Ignore the screams a comin’ from the carDm C Let’s forget we’re miserable and poor [Chorus]C Gm Am Take off your face, put on your dressAm Gm Am Take off your face, put on your dressAm Dm I’m feelin’ wild! [Verse]Dm C How many hours do I have left with you?Dm C Before old Revelations does come trueDm C We’ve gotta find ourselves something to do [Chorus]C Gm Am Take off your dress, put on your faceAm Gm Am Take off your dress, put on your faceAm Dm I’m feelin’ wild! [Verse]Dm C You know that shed behind old Miller’s pond?Dm C I stole the key last time he sold us cornDm C The light within it shines so fuckin’ warm [Chorus]C Gm Am Take off your face, put on your dressAm Gm Am Take off your face, put on your dressAm Dm I’m feelin’ wild! [Verse]Dm C There’s a dust storm formin’ in the skyDm C Blowin’ down the road ’bout twelve feet highDm C It’s tearin’ up my lungs it burns my eyes [Chorus]C Gm Am Take off your dress, put on your faceAm Gm Am Take off your dress, put on your faceAm Dm I’m feelin’ wild!
The Dust Storm
Those Poor Bastards
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