Better get out it's a Hurricane    Oh a spinning sonic wind is gonna blow you away    Either get knocked out or get outta the way    Oh you better get out it's a Hurricane       You don't even know it's there    A gentle breeze teases through your hair    Flirting back it's all so great    Better get before too late    Run away    Run away OK run away OK    OK get away get away get away    Take a breath of sin sweet air    Wind blows faster through your hair    Wrap yourself in cello-phane    You can't breathe can't get away    Get away, Mayday, Get away, Mayday, Get away, Mayday, Mayday       Spinning fast and do you care?    This spinning downward makes you scared    Jesus hands and calming waves    Jesus hands a gust of change    Come away today, come away today    Come away, come away, come away.