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Tornado Ripe

 

Tornado Ripe

(álbum: A. Enlightenment B. Endarkenment (Hint: There Is No C) - 2010)


Mama used to tell me that flies was the devil's ears and eyes
Mama used to tell me that flies was the devil's ears and eyes
And if you was to see a crow on a chimney, meant somebody was fixing to die

I looked up on our shack late one day and saw a crow on a stove pipe
I looked up on our shack late one day and saw a crow on a stove pipe
Daddy come running in said "Gather everybody up, them clouds outside is tornado ripe"

We was running to the cellar, when it began to rain and hail
We was running to the cellar, when it began to rain and hail
The sky was black and jade now and them clouds had grown a tail

We was hunkered down in the darkness and outside was a fitful sound
We was hunkered down in the darkness and outside was a fitful sound
It was if God hinself was belching and growling and spitting on the ground

Mama was crying, daddy was cussing little sister was just sniffling
Mama was crying, daddy was cussing little sister was just sniffling
We come out of that hole in the ground, in all directions of the compass was death and kindling
We come out of that hole in the ground, in all directions of the compass was death and kindling

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