I pray for the electricblue CRESCENDO
of a jagged, mind-blowing,
80 megaton... THUNDERCLAP!
The arctic burn of ozone in my nostrils!
The fuel-injected adrenalin
jump-starting my nervous
tics and twitches!
Let the turbine wind play deathmatch frisbee
with dish antennae! Let thepurpledark
beer belly of the STORM SKY spill its guts,
dump thunderloads of cueballs down in
TORRENTS to ricochet off the cars
and chase me like a hunte
See... I'm just lying hereon the couch of inaction...
the Living Dead... my stereo predicting a
bad moon risin' and me really needing
a freakin' STORM!!!!!