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Tornado Alley

from The Misnomer by The Mispronouncer

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1. A hazy hot day with a cold front blowing in.
Old joints starting to swell, here we go again.
Windy all day with a faint hint of menace.
We see the gavel rising and we wait for it to hit us.
The temperature is plummeting, sudden and swift.
Look at the clouds for any indication of a twist.
Early on you learn it pays to learn the differences between
What a watch and a warning and a siren mean.
This calm’s too calm to be natural.
You don’t want to see what comes after the lull.
Gather up your loved ones and take shelter.
Bunker down in the basement or cellar.
You’ve got a little radio, a handful of candles.
You keep your composure, a tranquil example.
The power blinks out and you’re plunged into blackness,
Listen for the rumble as you fumble for the matches.

Chorus: It’s gonna uproot these tulip poplars.
It’s gonna hunt down and topple the Doppler.
Stay away from the windows, flying glass
Will cut you to ribbons when the twisters pass.
Exit the car and lie flat in the ditch,
With your hands on the back of your neck like this.
With your face in the mud, trying to get lower,
Praying and pleading the funnel cloud jumps over.

2. It becomes much more than another loud storm
At the exact moment that a funnel cloud forms.
“Sow the wind and reap the whirlwind,”
And not the kind you wanna take a quick, free twirl in.
Mouth hanging open, feet stuck, mind blown,
Entranced, struck, sucked up by the cyclone.
You can never know if you’re safe or you’re next
To be plucked and drawn up into the vortex.
One home’s spared and another one’s crushed.
One man’s undone and another’s untouched.
Mansions and meth labs reduced to timbers.
The timbers chewed and reduced to splinters.
The long crooked finger of the tempest reaches down.
It cuts a wide swath through fields and towns.
It’s a procession down the heart of tornado alley.
Get underground before the grand finale.

Chorus: It’s gonna uproot these tulip poplars.
It’s gonna hunt down and topple the Doppler.
Stay away from the windows, flying glass
Will cut you to ribbons when the twisters pass.
Exit the car and lie flat in the ditch,
With your hands on the back of your neck like this.
With your face in the mud, trying to get lower,
Praying and pleading the funnel cloud jumps over.

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from The Misnomer, released July 27, 2012
Greng introduced the song.
The Mispronouncer made the beat, played the keyboard, wrote the lyrics, and performed the vocals.

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