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Huricane Years (3:59)

(Alice Cooper, Jack Ponti, Vic Pepe, Bob Pfeifer)

I got a ticket to to nowhere
I 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 thru this web I'm in

Thunder lightning
The wind outside is so damn frightening
But it's alright, all right
Stand clear
You're living in the hurricane years
In the hurricane years

I've been thru major destruction
I've seen thru terrorist' 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

Thunder lightning
The wind outside is so damn frightening
But it's alright, all right
Stand clear
You're living in the hurricane years
In the hurricane years

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

Thunder lightning
The wind outside is so damn frightening
But it's alright, all right
Stand clear
You're living in the hurricane years
In the hurricane years

I got a ticket to to nowhere
I 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 Hurrican Years
We're living in the hurricane years
In the hurricane years

Alice Cooper: Lead Vocals
Stef Burns: Guitars
Vinnie Moore: Guitars
Hugh McDonald: Bass
Mickey Curry: Drums
Robert Bailey: Keyboards
East Coast Gang: Backing Vocals

Song Information

Hurricane Years is a song I wrote with Ponti, which is like one of those 'hold on' anthems. A spider can hold onto a web in a hundred mile an hour wind and that was the analogy in it: hold on like a spider! (Hot Metal, July 1991)