The Mountain Goats - Pure Heat lyrics

The wind from the north, flattens the yellow corn. You come into the house, with your dress torn. I can see you now, as through a screen. A smile on your face, your fingers dripping kerosene Your hair hangs down, over me. Your hair casts a shadow to cover me. I can see you now, as through a screen. A smile on your face, your fingers dripping kerosene The wind from the north, cools me. The wind from the north, doesn't fool me. I can see you now, as through a screen. A smile on your face, your fingers dripping kerosene