Hurricane Years - Alice Cooper

I got a ticket to to nowhere

Got no respect for the law

I got no use 'cause it’s all abuse

It’s the cutting edge of the saw

Ain’t got no time for the future

Ain’t got no time for the past

I’m running up a down escalator

I’m going nowhere fast

I’m hanging on like a spider

Blowing in the wind

This storm’s gonna tear a hole

Right through this web I’m in

Thunder, lightning

The wind outside is so damn frightening

But it’s alright, alright

Stand clear

You’re living 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 breathing 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

Yeah, blow!

Turn my eyes to heaven

Watching all the clouds roll by

I see the blood moon rising

I know I’m way too young to die

Oh, I got a ticket to to nowhere

Got no respect for the law

I got no use 'cause it’s all abuse

It’s the business end of the saw

In the hurricane years

We’re living in the hurricane years

Oh, in the hurricane years

We’re blowing in the hurricane years