Whirlwind - Monte Montgomery

Permanently fixed is your eye on my brow

That’s raised in protest of your latest cry of foul

That bounces like a siren off the windows and the walls--

I can’t help but hear you but I don’t understand you at all

Is it the best you can do with your loaded bag of tricks?

I can’t help but think that it’s the way you get your kicks

So take it out on me

I can’t take it anymore

Take a long last look

There’s only one way out the door

Dazed and feeling punch drunk from the writing on the wall

It must be hard to look so frail while sharpening your claws

No matter that my words to you are never right as rain

Spare me now your malcontent

Here we go again

Is it the best you can do with your loaded bag of tricks?

I can’t help but think that it’s the way you get your kicks

So take it out on me

I can’t take it anymore

Take a long last look

There’s only one way out the door

Hey, lesson learned diving head first in shallow water

Hey, what happened to the resident farmer’s daughter?

Hey, you’re bitching deafening just like a clap of thunder

Hey, hold on to your hat you’re going under

Is it the best you can do with your loaded bag of tricks?

I can’t help but think that it’s the way you get your kicks

So take it out on me

I can’t take it anymore

Take a long last look

There’s only one way out the door

Between love and war is a fine line

And to that I can attest

Hit a trip wire spinning cartwheels, under heavy fire at best

Your battle cry is heard by anyone within earshot

Amusement or confusion is the only choice I’ve got

Is it the best you can do with your loaded bag of tricks?

I can’t help but think that it’s the way you get your kicks

So take it out on me

I can’t take it anymore

Take a long last look

There’s only one way out the door