New Age Dust Bowl Lyrics

Well the sun is coming through the window

And it's barely blocking out

That devil on the screen who's telling us

Who we gotta be

I guess we should be thankful

For some things we'll never see

Just fade to black

Roll the credits

Don't bother yourself with this

During free time I am at work

When I'm dreaming I am working

Cause wherever I am, guitar in hand

That's when I'm on the clock

When the landlords come around

We'll make sure no one ever knows

About that secret on four legs we share

Ain't she our best friend

The farmer's pulling crops one day and

He's getting ready to sell

But the general's here to low ball you

Back into the ground

Don't worry it's just a puff of smoke

It'll get you to the market

And right on through the gates of hell

To get you what you need

Images flicker overhead

It's a mighty fine evening

To start cracking your crustacean skin

And smile at yourself

Well I know the local newsboy and he

Stutters all the time

It's you and me and the devil on the screen

Looking for a normal life

There's a family there across the grass

I can see their house from here

There's a man with a truck and sawdust hands

He's building something up

The next few weeks I drive on by and

Underneath that tree

Is a picnic bench and a pile of dust

And a couple silhouettes

Now all my friends do what they can

They work with what they got

Cause at the end of the day gray hair is here

Reaping what we sow

The Dust Bowl hero comes to work

He wants to till more soil

But the young folk stay like prairie grassroots

Dancing in the rain

So don't let 'em tell you to be thankful

For their history

Cause everything they got was taken

As spoils from someone's death

So let's make our art and plant our feet

Firmly in the ground

And make the best of getting by

Turn pain into community

And shove this life back in their face

And we'll shove it and

We'll wait for the dust bowl to just blow over

Cause it ain't so simple living simple anymore