Texty: Alice Cooper. Hell Is. Hurricane Years.

I got a ticket to no nowhere
Got no respect for the law
I got no use 'cause it's all abuse
It's the cuttin' edge of the saw

Ain't got no time for the future
Ain't got no time for the past
I'm runnin' up a down escalator
I'm goin' nowhere fast

I'm hangin' on like a spider
Blowin' in the wind
Ahh, this storm's gonna tear a hole
Right through this web I'm in

Thunder lightnin'
The wind outside is so damn frightenin'
But it's alright, all right
Stand clear
You're livin' in the hurricane years
In the hurricane years

I've been through major destruction
I've seen through terrorists' eyes
Sometimes I feel no emotion
Sometimes I break down and cry

I need to walk on a wire
I need a layer of skin
I need a preacher breathin' fire
To burn away my sins

And I can't help the victims
On the side of the road
And I can't stop the cyclone
That's about to explode

Thunder lightnin'
The wind outside is so damn frightenin'
But it's alright, all right
Stand clear
You're livin' in the hurricane years
In the hurricane years, yeah blow

Turn my eyes to Heaven
Watchin' all the clouds roll by
I see the blood moon risin'
I know I'm way too young to die

Thunder lightnin'
The wind outside is so damn frightenin'
But it's alright, all right
Stand clear
You're livin' in the hurricane years
In the hurricane years

Aah, I got a ticket to no nowhere
(In the hurricane years)
Got no respect for the law
I got no use 'cause it's all abuse
(In the hurricane years)
It's the business into the saw

In the hurricane years
We're livin' in the hurricane years
Goin' through the hurricane years
We're blowin' through the hurricane years
In the hurricane years