Tornado Joe

This place is quicksand
Don't you ever come back
I guess you knew what's good for you
You got out before you sank

This place is quicksand
You look after yourself
And you'll see soon I'll get out too
Either there or somewhere else

This place is quicksand
Don't you ever come back
I guess you knew what's good for you
You got out before you sank

Hey ho, Tornado Joe
Rip through me again
I miss the mess in our old van
I miss your bag of pens

Hey ho, Tornado Joe
I propose a toast
To you and me and rock and roll
You've got to blow out towards the coast

There's so much I still don't know
About this far lеft coast
But my short time here for sure has shown
It ain't no mecca no paradise
The ocean's great and the weather's nice
But isolation is everywhere
And you can't escape it by coming here
And anxiety can hitch a ride on planes
Loneliness travels from state to state
I packed all my stuff is in bags and crates
I can't escape my baggage brains

This place is quicksand
Don't you ever come back
I guess you knew what's good for you
You got out before you sank

This place is quicksand
You look after yourself
And you'll see soon I'll get out too
Either there or somewhere else

Hey ho, Tornado Joe
Hey ho, Tornado Joe
Hey ho, Tornado Joe