Lyrics Whirlwind - Mike Gordon

Whirlwind

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