Yeehaw!
[Man Strums Guitar...]
[Alligator Hisses.]
Can you name the storm with one wheel drive,
Smells like rain, windspeed of one-sixty-five?
Hurricanyonero! Hurricanyonero!
Well, it goes real slow with the pressure down
It’s the country-feared cyclone endorsed by a clown
Hurricanyonero! (YAH!) Hurricanyonero!
Hey, hey!
Three hundred miles long, and just as wide,
Nine hundred millibars of hurricane pride!
Hurricanyonero! Hurricanyonero!
Top of the line in destroying resorts,
Unexplained fires are a matter for the courts!
Hurricanyonero! Hurricanyonero!
She blinds everybody with her super high winds
She’s a shingle flingin’, palm tree -swingin’ gulf-port machine!
Hurricanyonero! Hurricanyonero! Hurricanyonero!
Whoa, Hurricanyonero! Whoooaaaaa….
