Hurricaine Alley

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

Heads up, here comes the sucker punch
It’s a leaky ship
it’s a locked door galley
Ain’t no premonition, ain’t no hunch
when life turns you left into
Hurricaine Alley

Might’a just glanced at the weather report
hatches battened down
you’re ready to rally
Life wreaks havoc on you just for sport
Spinning outa control into
Hurricaine Alley

Just when you think you’ve settled down
under skies of blue
Hurricaine Alley starts sneakin’ up on you

Head’s up, here comes catastrophe
It’s a crash of waves
It’s a peak and valley
Ain’t no sorting out how it’s suppose to be
Gonna steamroll you into
Hurricaine Alley

Might as well be done, completely done with that
Just how it is up ‘till
the finale
and it scratches like a wildcat on your back
Ain’t no making sense out of
Hurricaine Alley

Just when you take a sec to breathe
thinking there can’t be more
Life’ll huff and puff and blow
down old Hurricaine Alley’s door

(Bridge)

We’re sitting on a ticking time bomb
No getting out of this
You can chart a perfect course
You can jury-rig the sail
Still you’re lost out past the horizon
in the end

(last verse)

Hang on, it’s just a wild ride
Bucked off a bronco like you
must be Mustang Sally
You’ve stumbled into a bar room brawl
And they’ve thrown you out the back into
Hurricaine Alley

(Chorus 1)