Black Tornado

Black Tornado - Dan Bern from his album New American Language I been speaking- Later and later in the day- Most days I don't talk 'Til maybe 8 o'clock at night It keeps me whole, It keeps me holy. It keeps me way up In the mountains even when I'm on the road It keeps me coming up for air Keeps me airing out some come It keeps me cool And everyplace I go is one less place I could call home And every girl I kiss, well I just cross her off my list I don't go far I just go crazy I buried all of my old clothes out in some field in West Des Moines And if you judge me tonight Judge me by the songs I write That's who I am to you (Background) lil more guitar) (Chourus)And there's a Black Tornado Black Tornado Spinning around in my body sometimes Black Tornado A Black Tornado Spinning around in my body sometimes And I could do tonight with something soft and warm and furry But that ain't likely to occur in southcentral Missouri It's a day off It's an off-day It's a Budweiser, Budgetel, Bukowski kind of night All I got's what's on my back This Guitar and a backpack My soul's intact (Chourus)And there's a Black Tornado. . . . And everything is changing faster than I can describe All I really know to do is grab the wheel and drive I look for love And some adventure And I try not to let my own breathing scare me off the road There is a tombstone Of my father I visit sometimes There is a tombstone Of my father I visit sometimes And there's a Black Tornado...