Father In a Hurricane

I feel like a feather blowing in a hurricane

I’ve lost sight of the point, it all feels like a charade

I’m running a race like a horse whose leg is lame

And i feel like a feather blowing in a hurricane

I went for a walk in the woods to get away from it all

I was trailed by a woman who was jogging and making a phone call

She was loud and talking 90 miles an hour like she was on cocaine

And i feel like a feather blowing in a hurricane

A man in a yellow hummer was honking at me

I recognized him as a minister from the tv

He was smoking a cuban cigar and eating shepardõs pie

There was a sticker on his bumper that read òwhat would jesus drive?ó

Drove to the gas station, i pumped $100 into my tank

I stood there crying as the numbers flipped out of my bank

Does anybody else feel the need for some jacket restraint?

Do you feel like a feather blowing in a hurricane?

Cover me, bree, cause i’m taking on fire and brimstone

Tether me, please, cause i feel like i’m about to explode

Light the firecracker now the place is about to blow

Everybody into the space shuttle, we got no place left to go

It’s barely february and it’s 80 degrees in the shade

All the politicians wanna do is talk and talk and debate

Does it matter who wins the election?

Their hands are tied and blood-stained

And i feel like a feather blowing in a hurricane

I feel like a feather in a hurricane, in a hurricane, in a hurricane