The air is boiling - sun on my back
Inside I'm frozen girl - I'm about to crack

They may fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell me what's to be done
Lord - 'bout the weather in my head

Girl when you hurt me - when you told those lies
It's like a typhoon exploded behind my eyes

Here comes my own Katrina - the levee comes apart
There's an ocean of misery floodin' my heart

Seaquake by morning - says QUAKE-TV
Rogue wave comes high and it breaks all over me

Four old hippies drivin' in the rain
I asked for a lift - they said: get used to the pain