Sweet Hurricane - Three Legged Fox

Won’t you spend some time with me?

We’re in it deeper than you would believe

So caught up;

stuck on ourselves

A fantasy, on the edge of hell

Won’t you wash us clean, raze this place to the ground?

And together we will make an awesome scene

When everything comes crashing down

So now the panic ensues

By those in love with what they own

Look at them so confused

It’s the end of all they’ve every known

Sing sweet hurricane

(We are not satisfied)

(So quick to criticize)

(Now there is no time)

Sing sweet hurricane

No one needs to remind me

In a hundred years I’d never forget

When I was younger

Words a wise-man said

‘Greed is a child’s game;

money only get’s you so far

There’s no taking it with you, and it don’t make you who you are.'

You’re inching closer

They don’t even know you’re there

The rain is coming

Debris is swirling everywhere

Sweet hurricane, give us a chance

To try this whole thing again

Sing sweet hurricane