Dust On My Collar - Matthew Barber

I got dust on my collar babe — don’t get out that much

I got dust on my collar babe — don’t get out that much

But I can still make you holler babe with the slightest touch

I wake up nervous sometimes — don’t know what it is

I wake up nervous sometimes — don’t know what it is

Feel like I’m trapped in a furnace sometimes cranking 100 degrees

Last night the dogs were barking — kept me up all night long

Last night the dogs were barking — kept me up all night long

And now the horns are honking that’s my neighbourhood song

Well it’s the first of September and I can feel that autumn breeze blow

Yeah it’s the first of September and I can feel that autumn breeze blow

Good times I remember and hard times now I know

You see the warplanes are flying but it’s just for show

‘Said the warplanes are flying but it’s just for show

Could we handle the real thing?

Man I don’t know

Well those planes are still flying, they’re rattling the windows and doors!

‘Said those planes are still flying, they’re rattling the windows and doors!

And the babies are crying and they’ll be crying till we end all the wars!

Well Toronto’s my home and I’m gonna be here all weekend long

‘Said Toronto’s my home and I’m gonna be here all weekend long

You see I don’t need a holiday babe when my work’s a song

I got dust on my collar — don’t get out that much

I got dust on my collar babe — don’t get out that much

But I can still make you holler babe with the slightest touch