Under the new weather rod and chain
Like a dog in the pouring rain
Time and days cut and dry
The beauty in the hurricane's eye
Under fire, under thumb
No golden hand, no golden sun
Time and days cut and dry
The beauty in the hurricane's eye
Today, today, today, too tall
Today, today, today, too tall
Today, today, today, too tall
Today, today, today, too tall
Alcohol is your yoga, baby
Yeah!
I'm gonna call out your name
And then I'm gonna rain
All over you
All over you
Time and days, cut and dry
The beauty in the hurricane's eye
Today, today, today, too tall
Today, today, today, too tall
Today, today, today, too tall
Today, today, today, too tall