Marc Blackwell King Of The Dust
It's forever we've been in this drought
Everybody keeps bailing out
I see visions, they look fine
Tell me to stay, take this place, make it mine
Stand on the sand, be the king of the dust
Take it and shape it and conquer the sun
Dig up the jewels, grab the gold rush
Stand on the sand, be the king of the dust
Build my castle out there in that heat
Grow my garden lush, sweet to eat
Make a kingdom come alive
Push it high, spread it wide, make it rise
Stand on the sand, be the king of the dust
Take it and shape it and conquer the sun
Dig up the jewels, grab the gold rush
Stand on the sand, be the king of the dust
Stand on the sand, be the king of the dust
Take it and shape it and conquer the sun
Dig up the jewels, grab the gold rush
Stand on the sand, be the king of the dust
Stand on the sand, be the king of the dust
Take it and shape it and conquer the sun
Dig up the jewels, grab the gold rush
Stand on the sand, be the king of the dust
Stand on the sand, be the king of the dust
Take it and shape it and conquer the sun
Dig up the jewels, grab the gold rush
Stand on the sand, be the king of the dust
