Dune Stalker - Pedro Shanahan, Rondo Brothers

fibers blow in the eastern wind

spread through the will of the people within

inhabitants are in for the shock of their lives

when the predator flies tonight

microwave antenna with the TV eye

video shoots as the wicked drive by

gps is tracking from an eight mile high

and the company drones are flyin

chemical skies hang gray to red

funeral procession to the field of the dead

word goes out through the kids in the town

better stay inside when the hit comes down

a figure in the shadow of a low hallway

papers and a package more than two years pay

translator listens on a closed circuit line to the voice of the mastermind

and it’s time

(time time time…)

Waitin for the rain to drop

(time time time…)

waitin for the rain to drop

(time time time.)

waitin for the rain to drop.

(time time time.)

no better friend, no worse enemy

gear wheels grind in the red hot sand

dust don’t compromise the infrared scan

body heat triggers, a lubricant responds

but there aint no soul to feel

drone plane flies in the broad day light

guided to its target by a satallite

cellphone detonates a road side bomb

while the disco-tech burns to a techno song

(time time time…)

waitin for the rain to drop

(Time time time…)

waitin for the rain to drop

(time time time…)

waitin for the rain to drop

time time time…)

no better friend no worse enemy

(time time time…)

waitin for the rain to drop

(time time time…)

waitin for the rain to drop

(time time time…)

waitin for the rain to drop

(time time time…)

no better friend no worse enemy.

(fibers blow in the eastern wind

spread through the will of the people within

inhabitants are in for the shock of their lives

when the predator flies tonight

a figure in the shadow of a low hallway

papers and a package more than two years pay

translator listens on a closed circuit line to the voice of the mastermind)