Žodžiai dainai: David Ford. Hurricane.

Darling don't wake from your sleep
there's just commercials and war on tv
the damn, is it breeched, so it seems
and there are footsteps, and they're coming for me
so close your eyes and sleep

here comes a hurricane
here comes the flood
here comes a tidal wave of land sliding mud
it's never enough
to make me reprent all these things I have done

it feels like a neutral's been wired to the live
i feel like some hero been doomed to survive
and it's never enough to shake th e foundations and rattle the walls

so book me a seat I'm along for the ride
now is the age to just let it all slide
and it's never enough to ask any difficult questions oh

and who gives a damn if this conspiracy's real
there's a whole generation asleep at the wheel
and it's never enough let the hard times roll, no we're not in control
and we'd be crazy to think that we are.

No death or glory,no line in the sand
blaze up these fireworks and start up the band
and it's never enough and this is no time to stand up and be counted

God bless America God save the queen
god kill my enemies and keep my hands clean
it's never enough and this medications not wearing off any time soon

Well this land is your land, this land is mine
now pull up a chair and we can watch the decline
and it's never enough the surroundings they're just too damn comfortable, yeah
this progress is a twentyfirst century curse
the times they are changing and they'll change for the worst
and it's never enough let the hard times roll, no we're not in control
and we'd be crazy to think that we are


(Thanks to Will for these lyrics)