Lyrics

11. Storm Comin’

Gonna build me a castle outta mortar and stones
And a big blockade outta mastodon bones
Gonna burrow down deep among the roots and the grubs
Keep my head down with the beetles and the bugs

Gonna build me a fortress outta rock and steel
With doors that bolt and windows that seal
Gonna build me a wall ‘bout ten foot thick
Outta old car chassis, barbed wire, and brick

chorus
The horizon is clear for as far as the eye can see
But there’s a storm comin’ and she’s gonna make a mess outta me

Gonna build me a levee outta gravel and fill
With a tall watch tower at the top of the hill
Gonna build me a bunker with a big search light
Keep my eyes wide open and the hatch locked tight

chorus
The horizon is clear for as far as the eye can see
But there’s a storm comin’ and she’s gonna make a mess outta me
But there’s a storm comin’ and she’s gonna make a mess outta me