Dust Radio

Walk it with the father

Talk it with the son

Baby got vision child

Like a loaded gun

She use my body

Like carrion crow

Doing our transmission thing

On Dust Radio

Baby, call the number

Nobody left in town

Baby paint skulls and constellations

On the ground

Where she lay me gently

She lay me slow

Somebody receiving up there

On Dust Radio

Walk it with the spirit

Talk it with the spine

Mama sing, "Open up yourself

When worlds align"

My secret Jesus

The Good Red Road

On blood antenna

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