The rains incessant prattle rides restless in the saddle
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A land of a million horses power trotting to the pattern
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The rains incessant prattle
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Marches on & on & on & on & on & on & on &on
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It began at sea
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Three cross currents concurrently
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Creating the mother of all tempests to be
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Enter percipitation and Ioniozation
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The cloud cover hovered 'round ten thousand feet
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They sent it swiftly to meet
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The oceans waves peaks
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Along the jet stream
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Bars of fog sparkin', rollin, and pourin
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Needles of rain
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Thunderin' like god bowlin' lane
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Crashing and Clapping
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The master craftsman passionately
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Expressing his anger as angst
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And flashes of rain
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Insanity and fascinating
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Irrationally lashing out
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Fashioning from his magesic means
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Patters and waves
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Gravity couldn’t tame
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Battering seas with scenes
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The skies were stained
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With the light white panes
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Of lightening veins
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By the grey clouds
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With grey silk ingrained
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Devastatin'(2x)
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Devastation (1x)
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The Baltic, Bulboous, Cumlous
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Looked more like swabs of cottoon in a charcoal dip
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Stretched across all four tips of the horizion
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Yet it’s movement was swift
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But there seemed to be a shift
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The squall paused
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With an oddness and stillness that felt
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…Ominous
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Now if the storm was the servant
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And near the earths surface
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The congregation was stirrin', nervous, swervin'
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Like a burnin' furnace yearnin'
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It was churnin', peturbed
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And quite determined to be heard
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So the ocean floor burst
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The earthquake merged
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And formed a network of cooridors
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Which made the earth porous
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The forch surged forth
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The surf roared
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And the stormin surf above
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It assumed the same course
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Now the rain poured water
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And the basin toward corners
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And they both aimed toward the northern Califorina Shores
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And as the wind whispered warning
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The ground hinted authority
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The long shoremen lean
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Foreward oars
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Lower corner
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It’s quadruples in proportion
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He was floored
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By his formal introduction to the force!
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Devastatin'!
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Riveting whirlwinds Chorus (3x)
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At the same time Rains incessant pattern Chorus (4x)
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That afternoon the appatite of the catasrophe beast cooled
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Began by snackin' on the panoramic view
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Population of people
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Every single house was feeble
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In the eye of mouth of the storm
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The needle of the richtor scale teeterd and trembled
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So beautifully warm, Picturesque
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Hail shot through the window ceil
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The glass splinters sailed
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Through the innards
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Of little Children
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Waitin for dinner
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They entered and exited
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The earth split like god flesh
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And them engulfed two whole blocks
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The roofs blew off like screw off tops
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The school of the arts, the schooner docks
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Plus huge supermarkets
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And all its human contents
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Uprooted and scooped on top
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Like Duplo blocks
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Now few alive to announce
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The true accounts what really amounts
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To rumor mills spouted huge amounts and dollar damage
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The doom, the trials, the tribulations
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Who can do with out the balance between life and total devastation
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Everything aroound you shakin'
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And you quakin'
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And you feel the rockin of the foundation
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Is made a slave to vibration
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Then down you go
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Your minds been slow
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Around you so
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Dishes flying out of the kitchen cabinet do'(door)
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A few crashin' when they smashin' the windows
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Thats when you recognize isn’t just the terror in your eyes
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Or the fear between your ears
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It’s the thunderin' and the rumblin'
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Is it over you’re now wonderin'
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That’s when the telephone poll
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Rips through the roof
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And adds the wide stake to your livin' room
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Natures heavy burden is now pass along to you
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Your house heaves and pulls
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You watch the house next door
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Swallowed by a sinkhole
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It’s outta coontrol, whoa!
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Rivetin' worldwinds rippin the world
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Women and children wait a minute were all in jeapordy (2x)
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The wind brought the rain, the rain cleared the lane
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And still made room for more rockin'
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The quake shook the state, the state took the bait
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And sank, and still made room for more rockin (echos)
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It’s like the bible says
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The Final days
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The tidal wave
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The earth to quake
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The storm to raise
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Simultaneously
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Smack the land mass
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Bordering
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Cal-i-for-ni-a
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The pourin' rain
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The Smoke and flame
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The earth a gaping opening
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From growin' pains
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Broken main regurgatitin'
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Automatin'
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Pain
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You’re off and daughter screams in vain
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The black became a rectangular lake
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Some people greivin', neighborhoods that hydroplane
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Heaven heavin', kept repeatin'
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Passenger and everybody try to escape
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On half a tank
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Hearts palpitate
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Valves breakin
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Cal state
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Fault line
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Open wide
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Ya fall flyin'
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Clothesline
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(??) car
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Blindsided by a semi
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Fallin'
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Cascadin'
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Golden gate
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Girders
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Following you
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Spiraling down the hemmoraging falls
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Devastatin!(1x)
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Devastatin!(1x) |