Lyrics:
Desert heat,
Arctic cold - Wherever you are, that's where I want to be
Mountain high - Valley low, Desert heat, Arctic cold.
Wherever you are, that's
going to high desert
I'm going to high desert
I'm going to high desert
Gone baby gone
Colorado blue columbines
Quick bolt of fire blackened pines
Shelter
Of New Mexico
On the last leg of a journey
They started a long time ago
The arc of a love affair
Rainbows in the high desert air
Mountain passes
Slipping
Of New Mexico
On the last leg of a journey
They started a long time ago
The arc of a love affair
Rainbows in the high desert air
Mountain passes
the only place I’m alive
Is in
The High Desert Wind
Let it blow me home again
Into the High Desert Wind
There’s nothing in my heart but the lonesome sound
High desert heat
Processed meat
Step on the gas can't feel my feet
High desert heat
Processed meat
Eighty-eight pills in my backseat
My spirits
On a walkabout
You could do it in the city
You could do it in a zone
You could do it in the desert
You could do the unknown
On a walkabout
High desert
to W.A.n.t.
The high desert wonder valley favorite radio station
S'been a good night
Dave Catching here
Not saying goodnight
Just saying
Ha ha ha ha ha
to W.A.n.t.
The high desert wonder valley favorite radio station
S'been a good night
Dave Catching here
Not saying goodnight
Just saying
Ha ha ha ha ha
please
My high desert home
The stars that frame the mountain are burning in my eyes
The taste of my first mushroom, some sacred dirty prize. (The Lumerians
Flying high floating again alone
All alone in a desert flying high
All alone in a desert flying high
All alone in a studio flying high
Ay, such as hath no peer I guess
What is her name who bears thy heart within her breast?
Sylvana fair of high desert whom I love best
Oh Hob, I fear
I got that high desert fever
Feel it from my head to my toes
I got that high desert fever
How I got it, heaven only knows
I'm rolling down Highway
Ayo, 99, meet me in the highs from out in Desert Gold, nigga, ASAP
It's going down
Shout out to tricknology
I wake up outside
And dust out my eyes
I breathe in that dry cool sunshine
There isn't a sound
No one's around
I'm alone in this high desert valley
dress, I’m depressed
I want to be your high desert mistress
Punk’s not dead he’s proof of it
Uses it to his advantage
But I think it might have gone
Trampled in dust
I'll show you a place
High on the desert plain, yeah
Where the streets have no name, oh, oh
Where the streets have no name
Where
the morning sun
I feel high
Desert bath, desert bath, desert bath love, desert bath
I feel high
Desert bath, desert bath, desert bath love
Backing away, I feel
of carrying the weight
Of all the doctors and all the treatments and all the reasons to be afraid
I wanted to see how the light collects in the high desert
life dreams
Desert Bloom high noon and midnight
First light and spring rain and new life
Underneath that Desert moon
Takin in that Desert sky
Breathing
Trampled in dust
I'll show you a place
High on the desert plain, yeah
Where the streets have no name, oh, oh
Where the streets have no name
Where
Independence Day the sunset
Dj plays one day
Fly high, higher than all the walls
Fly high, like a desert eagle
Now it's mid day
I'm on my way
Trampled in dust
I'll show you a place
High on the desert plain, yeah
Where the streets have no name, oh, oh
Where the streets have no name
Where
On the road to the reservation to see the funky guy
Dropped a tab on a desert highway thought we'd get a little high
Maggot brain and the room was
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