Deep Red Dirt

Intro: There are men in white coats holding clipboards biting pens. There are mouths in news rooms moving excitedly for the lens. the lens... And it's only a lesson long before the deep red dirt starts pulling pulling you home But you're fighting, fighting for where you belong And that's pushing, pushing you on. You on, you on. There are ghosts in black suits making choices for the rest. While piles of blueprints are being passed over your head. your head... And it's only a lesson long before the deep red dirt starts pulling pulling you home. But you're fighting fighting for where you belong. And that's pushing, pushing you on. Pushing, pushing you on. Pushing, pushing you on. Doot doot doo, doot doot doo, da-da-da Doot doot doo, doot doot doo, da-da-da Oh the air is electric with promises you never wanted. Oh the air is electric with promises you never wanted. Oooh All the veins of silvery oil under the soil are running through you.