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Desert StormAn evening to rememberA Friday night With glass and steel An evening with friends Of the worst kind One shows me his higher art He takes out a snake full of eager To make its appearance At a bar of steel Feeling pretty, drunk & wise My mind is a desert storm Operating in a haze Thinking that I’m with the core Pointy fingers through the room The moon is rising high Desert storm no time to waste My mind is in a craze I learn with a smile on my face A stupid smile I’m in the race Silent, thunder in my mind We might just meet an accident Feeling pretty, drunk & wise My mind is a desert storm Operating in a haze Thinking that I’m with the core Pointy fingers through the room The moon is rising high Desert storm no time to waste My mind is in a craze Suburbia calling, middlemans cry Determination, the chosen few The race is on Feeling pretty, drunk & wise My mind is a desert storm Operating in a haze Thinking that I’m with the core Pointy fingers through the room The moon is rising high Desert storm no time to waste My mind is in a craze |