Dust Devil - Butthole Surfers

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

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