Deadsplinter Up! All Night: Dirt

get your hands dirty

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I am a man of the Earth. I wasn’t always so. There was a time when I walked the city streets in nice Italian shoes and clean, pressed clothes. There was a time when I took my showers in the morning before starting my day instead of having to scour off the crud at the end of my work before I could get anywhere near the dinner table. I used to be able to come home and hang up my clothes and they’d be fine to wear again in a few days. I went 85% of my life without having to scrape sheep shit off my shoes. Not any more.

These days, I grub around in the soil like a nightcrawler. And you know what? I’m not complaining. I’m dirt, and I don’t care.

Tonight, let’s see how filthy we can get.

Hey, y’all, thanks for being here. Be sure to wash your hands after handling this DUAN.

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  1. In college I worked at a lobster pound.  I started wearing the same clothes all week, because they didn’t smell any worse after five days than they did after one.  It was pretty funny to drop my shirt on the floor and watch the cat pounce and roll all around on it.

  2. This has dirty lyrics. Parental discretion advised. There are versions of this song where you can barely uderstand half the words. I think it’s meant to be sung drunk in a very heavy regional accent.

  3. The Pogues, “Dirty Old Town” 


    Xtina ft. Redman, “Dirrty” 

    🎵And now I dig it in the dirt
    And I’m down here for a while🎵  (makes me think of the Peter Gabriel song)
    The Cure, “Wrong Number” 

     
     

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