The Microphones – Weird Storm Lyrics

Weird storm passes over town
Everyone looks up and runs

First there are flashes far away
Slowly getting close
Then the blue-grey light covers us up
Next my favorite part
Thunderclouds roll in
Blocking out the sun
Bumping together they smash like big drums
I dream of thunderclouds
My arms and legs made of just water and air and sound

Once it starts falling cover me up
Weird storm dropping weird things
Water and ice in tons of different shapes
Everyone looks up and runs

Thunderclouds roll in
Electricity fills the air
Blowing fuses and knocking down trees
I dream of thunderclouds
My arms and legs made of just water and air and sound