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The storm is coming big time |
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So they say |
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They say it's really big now |
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That's what they say |
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What about the houses |
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Shall we move? |
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Is it safe to be here? |
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In the storm |
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The storm is coming big time |
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We have a place to hide |
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We will turn on the radio |
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And listen in the dark |
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The songs we no longer hear |
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I think it's showtime |
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When the storm is out there |
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We would hide |
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While the women sing loud |
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We would kiss |
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But listen to the radio |
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We'll be warned |
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Damn will mean a new thing |
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In the storm |
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The storm is coming big time |
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We're gonna have some time to spare |
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We will stay in our houses and look occupied |
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And look at the flames we no longer see |
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I think it's showtime |
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Many lives the storm will take |
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Some it will fix |
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Some will drown in water |
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Some will drink ' |
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Cause after every bit you dry |
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Comes a sweet one |
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We will learn our lesson |
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After the storm |
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Right after the storm stops |
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We will rise |
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Smiling with the daylight |
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We'll feel alive |
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Right there in the storm steps |
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We'll wonder how |
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How long we'll be as fresh as we were |
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After the storm |
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The storm is coming big time |
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We have a place to hide |
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We will turn on the radio |
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And listen in the dark |
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The songs we no longer hear |
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The storm is coming big time |
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We're gonna have some time to spare |
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We will stay in our houses and look occupied |
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And look at the flames we no longer see |
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I think it's showtime |