Here's to the good days of a summer out west
Here's to Saint Anne who's gone mad
Here's to the love that bursts from our chests
Here's to the good days and bad
Hot wind is to twist and to twist is to turn and to pull and to ache
With an ocean of burn goin down like a little boat with no anchor
Or shame. The west is the best and the wind knows my name....
Happily buzzing thru the dark sky with my hand in my pants
I can't dance but I can blow like the wind
Pay no attention to the trouble I'm in
Goodnite mad Saint Anne takes another bite mad Saint Anne
To twist is to turn and to pull and to ache and blow hot through
The cracks in the end of a break of a bone going outside the body
Finally in finally in finally into me. Broken bone healed and set in
Its ways growing so hard on a hot windy day you can take me to
Church or take me to school but baby, it's gonna be SWINGIN
Annie's gone mad Annie's gone mad
Here's to the good days and bad
Happily buzzing thru the dark sky - she can't stop if she tried
Static electric air the wind stands up her hair the wind licks
Her ear - she can't hear
Goodnite mad Saint Anne takes another bite
These are the rules when you come to my town:
When the wind blows there's no rules