I got a ticket to to nowhere. I got no respect for the law. I got no use 'cause it's all abuse. It's the cutting edge of the saw. Ain't got no time for the future. Ain't got no time for the past. I'm running up a down escalator. I'm going nowhere fast. I'm hanging on like a spider. Blowing in the wind. This storm's gonna tear a hole. Right through this web I'm in. Thunder lightning. The wind outside is so damn frightening. But it's alright all right. Stand clear. You're living in the hurricane years. In the hurricane years. I've been through major destruction. I've seen through terrorists' eyes. Sometimes I feel no emotion. Sometimes I break down and cry. I need to walk on a wire. I need a layer of skin. I need a preacher breathing fire. To burn away my sins. And I can't help the victims. On the side of the road. And I can't stop the cyclone. That's about to explode. Thunder lightning. The wind outside is so damn frightening. But it's alright all right. Stand clear. You're living in the hurricane years. In the hurricane years. Turn my eyes to heaven. Watching all the clouds roll by. I see the blood moon rising. I know I'm way too young to die. Thunder lightning. The wind outside is so damn frightening. But it's alright all right. Stand clear. You're living in the hurricane years. In the hurricane years.