Hurricane Party (Explicit)
๐ต 2222 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:56 duration
๐ ID: 1110541
๐ Lyrics
The hurricane party's windin' down
And we're all waitin' for the end
And I don't want another drink
I only want that last one again
He gave me such a fine glow, smokin' slow
Now I should probably be homeward-bound
There's just no one to talk to when the lines go down
I guess that in the morning I'll go
Lookin' for my grey-striped cat
My old house can take the weather
So I'm not too concerned about that
It was built to take the wind back in nineteen-and-ten
When this was one damned fine town
But now there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
Candles flickered on the back bar
And the building was shakin' with the wind
I bought a whiskey for the gypsy
And she turned my leather back into skin
Just a fleeting sense of that rare suspense
I once thought made the world go round
But now there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
Open up your back screen door
Let me see your face once more
My hands are cold and my feet so sore
And I can't go on this way
And the thoughts come too fast
And too many to keep count
Best just to let 'em on through
Now I'm breaking those ol' glass insulators with my old 22
Off the telephone polls as a half dollar rolls
Across the knuckles of a rodeo clown
There's just no one to talk to when the lines go down
My one great love, my God, I can feel her still
She ran off to California and now she's living
In those Hollywood hills
With some bullfrog prince
I've not seen her since
Though she calls when he's out of town
And there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
Open up your back screen door
Let me in your space once more
I was looking for an easy score
But it just don't work that way
Some insurance man biker
Is yellin' out for one more beer
But a part-time pirate just can't get
Much respect around here
We got our problems too
Man we'll get to you
In just a minute, sit your drunk ass down
Yeah, there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
Now there's water up past the wheel wells of my Ford
And I don't guess that it'll run
But I left a pack of Winston's on the dash
Could you fetch 'em for me son?
The morning's first cigarette, that's as good as it gets
All day, I should know by now
That there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
And we're all waitin' for the end
And I don't want another drink
I only want that last one again
He gave me such a fine glow, smokin' slow
Now I should probably be homeward-bound
There's just no one to talk to when the lines go down
I guess that in the morning I'll go
Lookin' for my grey-striped cat
My old house can take the weather
So I'm not too concerned about that
It was built to take the wind back in nineteen-and-ten
When this was one damned fine town
But now there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
Candles flickered on the back bar
And the building was shakin' with the wind
I bought a whiskey for the gypsy
And she turned my leather back into skin
Just a fleeting sense of that rare suspense
I once thought made the world go round
But now there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
Open up your back screen door
Let me see your face once more
My hands are cold and my feet so sore
And I can't go on this way
And the thoughts come too fast
And too many to keep count
Best just to let 'em on through
Now I'm breaking those ol' glass insulators with my old 22
Off the telephone polls as a half dollar rolls
Across the knuckles of a rodeo clown
There's just no one to talk to when the lines go down
My one great love, my God, I can feel her still
She ran off to California and now she's living
In those Hollywood hills
With some bullfrog prince
I've not seen her since
Though she calls when he's out of town
And there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
Open up your back screen door
Let me in your space once more
I was looking for an easy score
But it just don't work that way
Some insurance man biker
Is yellin' out for one more beer
But a part-time pirate just can't get
Much respect around here
We got our problems too
Man we'll get to you
In just a minute, sit your drunk ass down
Yeah, there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
Now there's water up past the wheel wells of my Ford
And I don't guess that it'll run
But I left a pack of Winston's on the dash
Could you fetch 'em for me son?
The morning's first cigarette, that's as good as it gets
All day, I should know by now
That there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:17.34] The hurricane party's windin' down
[00:20.05] And we're all waitin' for the end
[00:25.77] And I don't want another drink
[00:28.27] I only want that last one again
[00:34.04] He gave me such a fine glow, smokin' slow
[00:38.48] Now I should probably be homeward-bound
[00:42.77] There's just no one to talk to when the lines go down
[00:56.28] I guess that in the morning I'll go
[00:58.43] Lookin' for my grey-striped cat
[01:04.43] My old house can take the weather
[01:06.78] So I'm not too concerned about that
[01:13.16] It was built to take the wind back in nineteen-and-ten
[01:17.53] When this was one damned fine town
[01:21.57] But now there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
[01:30.22] Candles flickered on the back bar
[01:32.46] And the building was shakin' with the wind
[01:38.50] I bought a whiskey for the gypsy
[01:40.97] And she turned my leather back into skin
[01:47.33] Just a fleeting sense of that rare suspense
[01:51.36] I once thought made the world go round
[01:55.36] But now there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
[02:05.11] Open up your back screen door
[02:09.50] Let me see your face once more
[02:12.64] My hands are cold and my feet so sore
[02:16.82] And I can't go on this way
[02:22.37] And the thoughts come too fast
[02:24.32] And too many to keep count
[02:26.73] Best just to let 'em on through
[02:31.64] Now I'm breaking those ol' glass insulators with my old 22
[02:40.33] Off the telephone polls as a half dollar rolls
[02:44.59] Across the knuckles of a rodeo clown
[02:48.79] There's just no one to talk to when the lines go down
[02:55.41]
[03:01.99] My one great love, my God, I can feel her still
[03:10.16] She ran off to California and now she's living
[03:13.36] In those Hollywood hills
[03:18.63] With some bullfrog prince
[03:20.64] I've not seen her since
[03:22.74] Though she calls when he's out of town
[03:27.12] And there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
[03:36.37] Open up your back screen door
[03:40.88] Let me in your space once more
[03:43.80] I was looking for an easy score
[03:48.24] But it just don't work that way
[03:54.20] Some insurance man biker
[03:56.67] Is yellin' out for one more beer
[04:03.16] But a part-time pirate just can't get
[04:05.87] Much respect around here
[04:11.07] We got our problems too
[04:13.33] Man we'll get to you
[04:15.50] In just a minute, sit your drunk ass down
[04:19.63] Yeah, there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
[04:26.62]
[04:55.30] Now there's water up past the wheel wells of my Ford
[04:58.42] And I don't guess that it'll run
[05:03.93] But I left a pack of Winston's on the dash
[05:07.14] Could you fetch 'em for me son?
[05:09.93]
[05:16.24] The morning's first cigarette, that's as good as it gets
[05:20.71] All day, I should know by now
[05:24.96] That there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
[05:31.69]
[00:20.05] And we're all waitin' for the end
[00:25.77] And I don't want another drink
[00:28.27] I only want that last one again
[00:34.04] He gave me such a fine glow, smokin' slow
[00:38.48] Now I should probably be homeward-bound
[00:42.77] There's just no one to talk to when the lines go down
[00:56.28] I guess that in the morning I'll go
[00:58.43] Lookin' for my grey-striped cat
[01:04.43] My old house can take the weather
[01:06.78] So I'm not too concerned about that
[01:13.16] It was built to take the wind back in nineteen-and-ten
[01:17.53] When this was one damned fine town
[01:21.57] But now there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
[01:30.22] Candles flickered on the back bar
[01:32.46] And the building was shakin' with the wind
[01:38.50] I bought a whiskey for the gypsy
[01:40.97] And she turned my leather back into skin
[01:47.33] Just a fleeting sense of that rare suspense
[01:51.36] I once thought made the world go round
[01:55.36] But now there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
[02:05.11] Open up your back screen door
[02:09.50] Let me see your face once more
[02:12.64] My hands are cold and my feet so sore
[02:16.82] And I can't go on this way
[02:22.37] And the thoughts come too fast
[02:24.32] And too many to keep count
[02:26.73] Best just to let 'em on through
[02:31.64] Now I'm breaking those ol' glass insulators with my old 22
[02:40.33] Off the telephone polls as a half dollar rolls
[02:44.59] Across the knuckles of a rodeo clown
[02:48.79] There's just no one to talk to when the lines go down
[02:55.41]
[03:01.99] My one great love, my God, I can feel her still
[03:10.16] She ran off to California and now she's living
[03:13.36] In those Hollywood hills
[03:18.63] With some bullfrog prince
[03:20.64] I've not seen her since
[03:22.74] Though she calls when he's out of town
[03:27.12] And there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
[03:36.37] Open up your back screen door
[03:40.88] Let me in your space once more
[03:43.80] I was looking for an easy score
[03:48.24] But it just don't work that way
[03:54.20] Some insurance man biker
[03:56.67] Is yellin' out for one more beer
[04:03.16] But a part-time pirate just can't get
[04:05.87] Much respect around here
[04:11.07] We got our problems too
[04:13.33] Man we'll get to you
[04:15.50] In just a minute, sit your drunk ass down
[04:19.63] Yeah, there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
[04:26.62]
[04:55.30] Now there's water up past the wheel wells of my Ford
[04:58.42] And I don't guess that it'll run
[05:03.93] But I left a pack of Winston's on the dash
[05:07.14] Could you fetch 'em for me son?
[05:09.93]
[05:16.24] The morning's first cigarette, that's as good as it gets
[05:20.71] All day, I should know by now
[05:24.96] That there's no one to talk to when the lines go down
[05:31.69]