Surfing In A Hurricane

(album: Buffet Hotel - 2009)

I fee like Going Surfing in a Hurricane
I feel like making love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dying
I got no need to explain
I feel like going surfing in a hurricane

We left the bar last night about half past eight
Down to the Alabama shore, not the Aloha state
This storm may pass, it was too late
Hey, we ain't the kind to evacuate
The impact zone is calling out my name

Sea monster night pulling nothing but pride and fear
St. Christopher may not get our asses outta here
Flooded roads, trailer parks
Maybe a tornado working in the dark
The perfect life, riding to eternity

I feel like going surfing in a hurricane
I feel like making love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dying
I got no need to explain
I feel like going surfing in a hurricane

The waves were hard, the seas were high
Wicked thunderbolts flashed in my eyes
We swam out to the sandbar in the dark
Howling at the moon, cussing at the sharks

[Guitar Solo]

I made the first drop and my cojones were in my throat
The second wave hit me
Brother, that's all she wrote
Upside down, water on the brain
Into the bottom, but feeling no pain
Screamin like a Seaman, paddling out again

I feel like going surfing in a hurricane
I feel like making love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dying
I got no need to explain
I feel like going surfing in a hurricane

I feel like going surfing in a hurricane
I feel like making love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dying
I got no need to explain
I feel like going surfing in a hurricane
I feel like going surfing in a hurricane