So Dusty - Hanni El Khatib

It’s after midnight

My brain’s so dusty

Got a pocket full of noodles

They say don’t trust me, oh well

I slash my prices

The people love me

Young and old alike

Skin like leather

Four kinds of coffee

Jacket leather and a motorbike

I slashed my prices

Sold you a broke TV

I slashed my prices

And the radio’s busted

All I care about is money, babe

Before you know it I’ll be in my grave

My brain’s so dusty, I’ma still get paid

And every Sunday I will pay in pain

I slashed my prices

You can’t set fire to me dawg

I slashed my prices

My brain’s so dusty

Alright

I slashed my prices

Oh my God

Well, I didn’t expect you to say that

But it’s cool, I survive 'cause I am a rat

U-huh, u-huh