Lightning burned the fields
Black fire choked our breath
We huddled in the kitchen
Sand poured through the walls
We looked to one another
The children shut their mouths
The whirling and the turning of destruction filled our house
The blood-thirsty yearning clamored all about us
Darkness rose up from the floor like a demon
Fearful of the death that buckled through our minds
Shaken to the core
Foresaken and unkind
Well the sun came a-shining and the dust did settle down
Birds and jackrabbits lay dead on the ground
Electricity trembled in the sky
Sparks shot forward causing us to fly
Take some breakfast but the grit was in our food
And everywhere around us starvation broke on through
My husband stood a-staring at the plentiful disaster
God was in his eyes but death was in his heart
Dried up whiskey
Chickens in the house
Stolen car stereo
Cholesterol on your mouth
Stolen car stereo
Snowmen all in flames
Deluxe cockroach telling me what's real
Black Sabbath playing
I wake up in my socks
Candle all a-burning
Her face is on TV
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APPEARS ON:
A Western Harvest Field By Moonlight
PUBLISHED BY:
Cyanide Breathmint Music
YEAR RELEASED:
1994
LENGTH:
1:45
WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen
PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
RECORDED BY:
Beck Hansen
PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals
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