Go to the man tell em' you can
Through the sand of the desert-brain
Melt around thy skull, hair
Burn burn burn burn burn burn burn burn burn burn ******* BURN
Feel the keys beneath your feet-hands
Walk with him long' the beach full of GLASS
These keys are glass
These keys are glass
These keys are glass
Gimme' that six-string-shooter
So that I can bring together my thoughts to unionize and bring a coup upon myself
OR-GAN-IZE