Начало
Куплет
I was towelled up to the waist while you were fresh from the confession
The angry streets, they twisted up, and billowed with the laughter
Anyway, I thought you burned the rugs in some kind of primal fear
And now the night is blue and red, and they're tearing down the plaster
Припев
Hurricane laughter, hurricane laughter
Tearing down the plaster
Hurricane laughter, hurricane laughter
Tearing down the plaster
После припева
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection availablae
There is no connection available
Куплет
And to the hills we fled while the evidence was weighing, weighing, weighing, weighing...
Eyes aloft shocking blue aloft and purlple, serious
Cities barking by the window, screaming to exist
Not without the muted mind of priesthood, so imperious
Припев
Hurricane laughter, hurricane laughter
Tearing down the plaster
Hurricane laughter, hurricane laughter
Tearing down the plaster
Hurricane laughter, hurricane laughter
Tearing down the plaster
Hurricane laughter, laugther
Tearing down the plaster
Конец
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
And there is no connection available
There is no connection available.