The Storm

21st-century blues for an ironically bookended week.

Storm is raging
Trouble’s on its way
Cars are floating
Down the west highway

Fire’s burning
In my neighborhood
Water’s rising
But I thought it never would

They came and told me
Got to move away
I didn’t listen
Said I’m gonna stay

No where to turn to
No place left to hide
Gonna build up a sea wall
Wait it out inside

Wind starts to howling
Storm starts moving in
Y’all gonna rise up
No place left to stay

Full moon is rising
Hard times coming fast
You can’t deny it
Change has come at last … at last

Many angrier electric versions available.

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Crosseyed And Painless

An oldie-but-goodie, since we’re now living in the post-factual world. Tough for someone who’s a card-carrying member of the reality-based community.

Facts are simple and facts are straight
Facts are lazy and facts are late
Facts all come with points of view
Facts don’t do what I want them to
Facts just twist the truth around
Facts are living turned inside out
Facts are getting the best of them
Facts are nothing on the face of things
Facts don’t stain the furniture
Facts go out and slam the door
Facts are written all over your face
Facts continue to change their shape

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