Weird Storm - The Microphones

Weird storm passes over town

Everyone looks up and runs

First there are flashes far away

Slowly getting close

Then the blue/grey light covers us up

Next my favorite part:

Thunderclouds roll in

Blocking out the sun

Bumping together they smash like big drums

I dream of thunderclouds

My arms and legs made of just water and air and sound

Once it starts falling cover me up

Weird storm dropping weird things

Water and ice in tons of different shapes

Everyone looks up and runs

Thunderclouds roll in

Electricity fills the air

Blowing fuses and knocking down trees

I dream of thunderclounds

My arms and legs made of just water and air and sound