The Dustlands

When I reach the river towns

Dustlands call

Telling me to turn around

Before I've lost it all

What's been promised true and grand

Is out there in the sand

Dustlands call

You don't have to search for it

And it don't give a shit

Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin

And when I'm back home with you

Dustlands gone

I put on a stranger's smile

But it feels dead wrong

And if you ask me who I am

I'll tell you where I've been

Dustlands gone

A land not down on any map

Such places never last

Dustlands gone

Unto this land a law was laid

And dustlands burned

High and low the bourgeoisie came

Their greed absurd

There are so many types of thirst

Some that warn and some that curse

Dustlands burn

And though I was forced to flee

It's true I once ran free

Dustlands call