Cropduster
That devil crop duster
Spraying a small field
Flying too near a highway
Through these power lines
I am no co-pilot
Screaming to slow it down
Where did I get this feeling
I’m crashing to the ground
Crop duster
Above the world
And he’s flying mad
Spraying poison
How long ‘til we
Get a chance to
Sleep?
Everything that makes me feel better
Only serves to make things worse
Do you realize the burden
That is to steer this course
Better change the things that you can
Or else they’ll stay the same
Where did I get this vision
Of crashing aeroplanes
Crop duster
Above the world
And he’s flying mad
Spraying poison
How long til we
Get a chance to
Sleep?
May 29th, 2008
I think it starts out
Dare Devil, Crop Duster