(John Shirley, Eric Bloom, Bryan Neumeister, Donald Roeser and Bobby Rondinelli)
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Sometimes I let it take me like a greased and vertical sled
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I know the trick won't break me, it's all dancing in my head
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People think that they can change most people it ain't true
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It's easy to talk about change, ain't easy followin' through
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Once it starts, it has to finish, once it rolls, it's gonna crash
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You know it finds its limit, today's heroes tomorrow's trash
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He never blinks, he never blinks, he doesn't care what you think
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Cause there's an eye in my hurricane
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There's an eye in my hurricane
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There's something calm watching in the center of me
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Cause there's an eye to my hurricane
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People fly around me like dead leaves in high wind
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They stream down the choking streets and never quite reach the end
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Sometimes I wear a blue buzzsaw, I wear it like mohawk steel
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Sometimes I ride my fatal flaw blindfolded, do it by feel
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He never blinks, he never blinks, he doesn't care what you think
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Cause there's an eye in my hurricane
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There's an eye in my hurricane
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There's something calm watching in the center of me
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Cause there's an eye to my hurricane
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Sometimes I wear a blue buzzsaw, I wear it like mohawk steel
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Sometimes I ride my fatal flaw blindfolded, do it by feel
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He never blinks, he never blinks, he doesn't care what you think
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Cause there's an eye in my hurricane
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There's an eye in my hurricane
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There's something calm watching in the center of me
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Cause there's an eye to my hurricane
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There's an eye to my hurricane
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There's an eye to my hurricane
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There's an eye to my hurricane
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Eye Of The Hurricane
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Blue Oyster Cult |