Yeah Well, well, Milton Bradley's got a def one It's a twister (Twister, twister, twister) Yeah, all the girls and homeboys playin' twister (Twister,
The whole town nearly died When rocks flew from the sky The stray dogs whined and howled At dark foreboding clouds The mayor screamed and fled The priest
(Twister!) Down in the fields the bodies are lying in spirals Hanging from trees, they're clicking their heels to (Twister!) Down in the towns the water
In the dancing blaze of world cremation Ashes usurp the thrones of untruth In the glowing funeral pyres Where shadows and smoke no longer betray Furnace
Life's a gamble and then you die No explanation or reasons why You hit the big stage up in the sky We'll see who burns and we'll see who flies Why am
She says you'd given up Your folks told me you should be left alone on a mountain top Knocking the aeroplanes down with stones Do the whirlwind, and carry
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every city got an artery where the blood breaks down an avenue or a boulevard and a boy who wears a crown indigant live styles mplies simply lack of
A whirlwind came into my life and he tried to rescue me Will you come, will you go, will you tell seriously Twisting burning, my thoughts turning, back
She was kind of fragile And she had a lot to grapple with But basically she kept It all inside Child like and effervescent With a well of pain The depth
The magnificent structure straddled the [biv / rib? / riv?] As I dictated my autobiography to my biographer When I heard this tune My title was "Renegade
I need to hear you say goodbye I don't know why I hang around You soothe the pain within my eyes And then you leave without a sound Show me a sign and
Talking to God Hearing what He wants He moves in violence I stand in silence Who can question You, who can fathom You? In Your presence, who can stand
yeah it's time to go and fade oh some may say you're just kissing your life away we can't see, we've shut our eyelids tight and we can't stop this tidal
I felt a shiver in the heat-haze The waiting time is over Strange tongues on the airwaves As the voices call from distant lands I saw which was the winning
May Day, cut down to size again What then, when less is more, my friend I'll change, let me start again Disguise, it's too weird to explain Why, I'll
You're the figure of a woman You're the mind of a child A pretty whirlwind You don't know just what you're doing When you love me with your smile
Thunderin' foam that hits the keel Like powder blazed by flints The figure-head is riding high with His face right to the wind The hull that creaks in