Main Content
Tree Branches & Tornados
Put your guitars in their cases and some shoes on your feet. This ain’t no time for flip-flops. A storm is comin’ to beat. We should all climb up and see. Lieutenant Dan’s up top. He’s cussin’ God a lot, another tree branch in a tornado for another turn on the table. Lieutenant Dan’s got no legs and a heart that needs no feet. He’s got no time to be scared. He holds on and grits his teeth ‘cause the end ain’t somethin’ ya beat.
And when the storm subsides, there’ll be a look in your eyes of disbelief and friendly faces. Another turn on the table. Another tree branch in a tornado.
We are, Lieutenant Dan! We are, Lieutenant Dan! We are, Lieutenant Dan. We are Lieutenant Dan. We are.
Banjos fallin’ off the wall now. Storm’s a’ragin’ in Tennessee. With the winds a’whippin’ in the condition, Amazing Grace on your knees. Raise your arms with me. Lieutenant Dan’s up top. He’s cussin’ God a lot. Another tree branch in a tornado for another turn on the table.
We are, Lieutenant Dan! We are North American. We are, South American. We are all African. We are, European. We are Lieutenant Dan! We are Asian. We are Australian. We are, Antarctican. We are… …(Sorry, New Zealand. You’ve been left off yet another map. We didn’t find out about the 8th continent, Zealandia, until after we’d finished the song. We will do everything in our power to fit it in the live version, though. No promises, but please know we love ya!)
The Aloha Blues
Washing off the sand, outdoor shower, cigarette in my hand. I hoped to make some memories of our own. My travelin’ companion no longer cares much though. Two weeks of breakin’ up, a paradise from me to you. The waves, they roll in. The Sun is my only friend on my island again.
We have taken us for granted so many times in our heads, ‘cuz loneliness is so comfortable bouncing across the sands of the ocean floor. Two weeks of breakin’ up, a paradise from me to you. The waves, they roll in. The Sun is my only friend on my island again.
Always so very far away. Our tomorrow was yesterday. OOOOOHHHHOOOHHHH. Two weeks of breakin’ up, a paradise from me to you. The waves, they roll in. The Sun is my only friend on my island again, on my island again, on my island again.
Sitting at the bar, three drinks gone down, cigarettes in my car. A hotel room’s lit up by a phone. My travelin’ companion would rather be home.
The Devilman
He made an offer to me, an offer I could not put down. Oh, the money’s on the barrel now. With my world turned upside down, lift me up long enough to drown. As I tried to chase him down, oh-ho the water came up from the ground.
That devil made a damn fool of me, Goddamn fool who could not see just how, oh, the money buys nothing now. With my world turned upside down, lift me up long enough to drown. As I try to chase him down, oh-ho the water came up from the ground.
OOOOOHHHHH-OOOOOHHHHH, OOOOOHHHHH-OOOOOHHHHH. With my world turned upside down, lift me up long enough to drown. As I try to chase him down, oh-ho the water came up from the ground.
