In the Dry Songtext
von Sparklehorse

The roof is leaking rust
Disintegrates and dust
I shot a man on Sunday
Now I′m a fugitive on Monday

Yeah, oh, yeah
In the dry

The sheriff on my trail
To escort me to jail
With bloodhounds, fat and unhealthy
I may be cornered but I'm wealthy


Yeah, oh, yeah
In the dry

Yeah, oh, yeah
In the dry

I rise to meet my rivals
They shoot me with their rifles
I′m lying by a pool
On a blanket, moist and cool

Yeah, oh, yeah
In the dry

Yeah, oh, yeah
In the dry

In the dry