Better get out it's a hurricane...oh a spinning sonic wind is gonna blow you away...either get knocked out
Or get outta the way...oh you better get out it's a
Hurricane
You don't even know it's there...a gentle breeze teases through your hair...flirting back it's
All so great...better get before too late...run away
Run away ok run away ok...ok get away get away get
Away
Take a breath of sin sweet air...wind blows faster through your hair...wrap yourself in cello-
Phane...you can't breathe can't get away...get away,
Mayday, get away, mayday, get away, mayday, mayday
Spinning fast and do you care?...this spinning downward
Makes you scared...jesus hands and calming waves...
Jesus hands a gust of change...come away today, come
Away today...come away, come away, come away.
