Cam Bluff - Tropical Low lyrics

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Cam Bluff - Tropical Low lyrics

[Intro (Sampled)] A tropical low is forming off the coast of Darwin in the Arafura Sea. Residents are being advised to stay indoors unless absolutely necessary [Verse 1: Requiem] Four years in feelin' like a Territorian Ridin' ‘round Darwin, tailgate in my Delorean Back to the future, livin' Top End days Happy I was able to stay before the city ever changed Watch the skyline poppin' up with high rise Never guess the city would be changin' my life Best move I ever made, I see in hindsight Sippin' vino at dusk, ageing like a fine wine Or a Mai Tai, on a fly by, pale ale at night time Celebrating the prime time, actually don't even like wine But the right mind you might find, me toasting the troppo lifestyle Rain sideways it's high tide, a cyclone in the pipeline [Hook: John Coulehan of Roymackonkey] Wind, water, waves Brace for the rain Cyclone come our way We live the same Wind, water, waves Brace for the rain Cyclone come our way We live the same [Verse 2: Requiem] A low coming in, dark clouds thunderin' Is this the big one? Got locals wonderin' Roads blocked off, rain water floodin' in Wait it out with water bottles and a couple gins Been years since Tracey, ago felt like so long If a low hits land, so much could go wrong Tape up louvres in a pair of broke thongs Take shelter from the storm like an old folk song I know that I'm kinda scared Sitting duck but I'm prepared Probably nothing, I'm aware Might be big, might be rare Roof ripped off by violent air Mother Nature ain't fighting fair Fallen trees and flying chairs Silence shared, siren blares [Hook: John Coulehan of Roymackonkey] Wind, water, waves Brace for the rain Cyclone come our way We live the same Wind, water, waves Brace for the rain Cyclone come our way We live the same [Bridge: Requiem] Where we be at Where we be at, yeah Where we be at Darwin, where we be at! Yeah Where we be at, uh Where we be at, yeah Where we be at Darwin, where we be at! [Hook John Coulehan of Roymackonkey] Wind, water, waves Brace for the rain Cyclone come our way We live the same