Dust Through a Fan

High heel boys, dancing in the noise

Bright lights blind, it is playtime

Silver screen smut in the tomb of Mr. Tut

Standing tall overhead, these are the living dead

Stir the Persian smack, see young faces crack

Sold their souls for sex in the bathroom, in the back

You never know what you might see up in the apple tree

Your time is short, how disappointed God must be

Oh, yeah

They are the lovers of their own selves

Unthankful and proud

Blasphemers, disobedient, boaster

Unholy and loud

A fine snow from Bogota has everybody lying down

See them crawl like a snake, their noses to the ground

They'll take you for all that they can

You're just putty in their hands

You're slipping and sliding in quicksand

You're like the dust blown through a fan

They'll take you for all that they can

You're just putty in their hands

You're slipping and sliding in quicksand

You're like the dust blown through a fan

I've seen the poor, seen the needy

Pitied the rich, despised the greedy

I've seen the dirty, the unclean

I've seen the worst that's ever been

I've seen the lost, I've seen the saved

Children crying at Morrison's grave

I've seen the bruised in the night

Grown men cry in broad daylight

They'll take you for all that they can

You're just putty in their hands

You're slipping and sliding in quicksand

You're like the dust blown through a fan

They'll take you for all that they can

You're just putty in their hands

You're slipping and sliding in quicksand

You're like the dust blown through a fan

It's the fear of the alone

They'll take you for all that they can

You're like the dust

You're like the dust

You're like the dust blown through

They'll take you for all that they can

You're just putty in their hands

You're slipping and sliding in quicksand

You're like the dust blown through a fan

You're like the dust blown through a fan

They'll take you for all that they can

You're like the dust blown through a fan

You're like the dust , d-d-d-d-d-d-d-dust

You're like the dust blown through a fan

They'll take you for all that they can

You're like the dust blown through a fan

You're like the dust blown through a fan