The Dust Storm
Those Poor Bastards
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Tono:
Dm There’s a dust storm formin’ inC the skyDm Blowin’ down the road ’bout twelveC feet highDm It’s tearin’ up my lungs it burnsC my eyes [Chorus]C Gm Take off your dress, put on yourAm faceAm Gm Take off your dress, put on yourAm faceAm Dm I’m feelin’ wild! [Verse]Dm We’ll spend the dough you’reC saving in that jarDm Ignore the screams a comin’ fromC the carDm Let’s forget we’re miserable andC poor [Chorus]C Gm Take off your face, put on yourAm dressContinúa después del anuncioAm Gm Take off your face, put on yourAm dressAm Dm I’m feelin’ wild! [Verse]Dm How many hours do I have left withC you?Dm Before old Revelations does comeC trueDm We’ve gotta find ourselvesC something to do [Chorus]C Gm Take off your dress, put on yourAm faceAm Gm Take off your dress, put on yourAm faceAm Dm I’m feelin’ wild! [Verse]Dm You know that shed behind oldC Miller’s pond?Dm I stole the key last time he soldC us cornDm The light within it shines soC fuckin’ warm [Chorus]C Gm Take off your face, put on yourAm dressAm Gm Take off your face, put on yourAm dressAm Dm I’m feelin’ wild! [Verse]Dm There’s a dust storm formin’ inC the skyDm Blowin’ down the road ’bout twelveC feet highDm It’s tearin’ up my lungs it burnsC my eyes [Chorus]C Gm Take off your dress, put on yourAm faceAm Gm Take off your dress, put on yourAm faceAm Dm I’m feelin’ wild!
