Storm Chaser

Into the belly of the beast!

Storm Chaser

 

Verse:

 

Clouds of black, truck of blue.

you might be asking, 'what's he do?'

he should be running, but not he.

No, most would say he's absolutely crazy.

 

Pre-Chorus:

 

When others flee, he's going towards.

He's bucking the trend of the fleeing hoards.

 

Verse:

 

There's a hurricane coming, is he insane?

They'll find his lifeless corpse stuck in the storm drain.

He laughs at danger, of course being hammered doesn't hurt, 

when's he's out amidst the flying debris, and the blowing dirt.

 

Pre-Chorus:

 

150 miles an hour winds raging off the charts.

Won't be so funny when a street sign pierces his heart.

 

Chorus:

 

He's a Storm Chaser, he laughs at danger,

when the smart ones don't play, he uses his life to wager.

Storm Chaser, quite oblivious to bad weather.

Hopes the barn he's lashed himself to holds together.

 

Verse:

 

Screaming winds, tearing metal, and flying livestock.

In the midst of danger, literally his head's on the block.

Category dumb-s**t, uses your fricking head,

or over the back forty, your intestines will be spread!

 

 Repeat Pre-Chorus:

 

Repeat Chorus:

 

END

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Nisreen]

Sounds like a man with gutts

brave

[Michael Stevens]

Sorry I didn't respond earlier, but I just saw this--thank you much!

[Nisreen]

It's no problem :) have a gorgeous day

[Michael Stevens]

Thanks much, you do the same!