Letras:
Hurricane Torn

s more Than nothin' better we must try Torn from our destiny lives scattered 'cross the sea Torn always away from me livin' lies makes us poor Can only be torn

s, and BG's, O.G's, its time to RIIIIDE! [WC] Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne? Trued up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes! From the westside

: [Glenn Tipton, Rob Halford & K.K. Downing] Twisting the strangle grip Won't give no mercy Feeling those tendons rip Torn up and mean Blastmaster

The coal black sea waits forever The waves hit the shore Crying more more more But the coal black sea waits forever The tornados come up the coast they run Hurricanes

bothered First you sigh, then you cry Up a whole puddle of water Seem like this shit won't ever end Merry go rounds to the whirlwinds Waves turn to a hurricane

first you sigh then you cry up a whole bottle of water seem like this shit wont ever end merry-go-rounds turn to whirlwinds waves turn to a hurricane

we didn't fund the dam Didn't fund the damn levee? No wonder man Now, our whole damn city's torn asunder man Under water but we still don't understand We see hurricane

clothes were all torn up And his car had been towed He never had a chance with a chick like the footloose doll She's the footloose doll Dancin' like a hurricane

dream was Me and him go party with you On the trail of torn out twisters Two angels on a mission came Dust devils danced before them In the path of the hurricane