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