Danny Michel - Black Tornados lyrics

Meanwhile, in L.A. traffic The crowd looks drastic There's hell to pay Car tires, crushing plastic And all those things thrown away Above the engine's stalling The sky is falling on everything I heard the waves are breaking The earth is quaking, so I spread my wings And I'm coming home I'm coming home And I'm coming home Back to your sweet potatoes And black tornadoes And tourists are picture taking This town is faking but it don't fool me The witches is sick of waiting So she sells gun shells by the sea I turned the car back over The engine smoldered The sky was charred It was somewhere in Flora Vista I really miss'd ya And it hit me hard And I'm coming home Yeah, I'm coming home I'm coming home Back to your sweet potatoes And black tornadoes And I can hear your boots on hardwood floors I can hear your heart and I want more I can hear your voice ignite the chorus I can hear, I can hear Meanwhile, in L.A. traffic My hands look plastic It's time to flee So I'm coming home Yeah, I'm coming home Yeah, I'm coming home Back to your sweet potatoes And black tornadoes Yeah, I'm coming home I'm coming home Yeah, I'm coming home Back to your sweet potatoes And black tornadoes