Whirlwind - Mike Gordon

Deep dilly da brush my teeth

Looking in the mirror seeing faith beneath that old toaster

Why does it gotta burn that way

I need some goals need some goals

Please help me to get that black sit off the moles

Rub a bottle

Genie blinks in asks what I may be meaning to say

My eyes are blazed and the wish the blaze in raging

Come and say you should crazy contain

And then be calm before a storm and maybe

A tumble wax me and the forehead don’t faze me

It’s a whirlwind a tailspin a headstone in a dustbin (0oooh)

It’s a whirlwind a tailspin a headstone in a dustbin (ooooh)

You better see what the gentleman with a gun just did, he

Snuck out a gun swallowed it and swallowed it down in his mouth

And so now things are getting a bit salty a little too salty

Twister brushes through and shovels the to fact down

A get out of my seat leave the saloon, shovel out

I’m calm facing the run chased by shadows

Ain’t no praise when death can’t take me

When they come for the storm and maybe

A tumble weed wax me and the forehead don’t faze me

It’s a whirlwind a tailspin a headstone in a dustbin

You got your whirlwind a tailspin a headstone in a dustbin

You got your whirlwind a tailspin a headstone in a dustbin

You got your whirlwind a tailspin a headstone in a dustbin

You got your whirlwind a tailspin a headstone in a dustbin

You got your whirlwind a tailspin a headstone in a dustbin

You got your whirlwind a tailspin a headstone in a dustbin