Walkabouts - Ahead of The Storm
Gotta trust my name
No fork in my tongue
Gotta trust my name
Never saw it blow
Never saw it blow
The clouds rained money
Never saw it blow
The clouds rained money
Never saw it blow
Shoulda locked my jaw
The words are devils
Shoulda locked my jaw
It wasn’t what I saw
It wasn’t what I saw
Their barrels pointing
Wasn’t what I saw
Their barrels pointing
Wasn’t what I saw
Ahead of the storm
Is where I belong
Ahead of the storm
With thunder laughing
Gotta trust my name
But it can’t be done
Gotta trust my name
But it can’t be done
The clouds rained money
Never saw it blow
The clouds rained money
Never saw it blow
Ahead of the storm
Is where I belong
Ahead of the storm
With thunder laughing
On and on and on...