it was 2 am and the party was a rockin’
i was feeling fine ’til Joe started talkin’
a tornado’s touched down about a mile from here
let’s head for the cellar and bring the beer!
well i went outside and what did i see?
a mean lookin’ twister bearin’ down on me
it hopped to the left and skipped to the right
i could only stare at the incredible sight
the wind was a screamin’and i heard it say
i’m lookin’ for a party so get outta my way!
oh, i’m a bad old twister i’m the Finger of Fury
a headin’ cross country as judge and jury!
i threw my beer and it sucked it right in
then the twister hit me with a bottle of gin
it knocked me out and i fell to the ground
a few minutes later i heard a creakin’ sound
the door to my basement was all i could see
it swung open and my friends looked at me
we smiled at each other and shed a few tears
then cursed that old twister lookin’ for beers
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