Ba-bum, ba-bum, the walking storm

It comes trudging, groaning, ‘round the bend

We’ve heard its stomping, staggered steps since we were born

All felt the cursed comicazi come, small spun-glass lives to rend

 

It comes trudging, groaning, ‘round the bend

Spurred on by pressing need, to cry, to scream, to mourn

All felt the cursed comicazi come, small spun-glass lives to rend

All strive to denounce Disaster, he who shadows every form

 

Spurred on by pressing need, to cry, to scream, to mourn

Fought off with forced smile, shaky laugh, liquid friend

All strive to denounce Disaster, he who shadows every form

He waits, a patient pull, at glass’s bottom, dance’s end

 

Fought off with forced smile, shaky laugh, liquid friend

Light touch of love brings life for some

He waits, a patient pull at glass’s bottom, dance’s end

A burst of joy, true joy, laughter comes

 

Light touch of love brings life for some

A golden curl brushed back on tiny head

A burst of joy, true joy, laughter comes

Wipe away the tears, things to do, things to mend.

 

A golden curl brushed back on tiny head

Sloppy kiss on the cheek, scolding her in low tones

Wipe away the tears, things to do, things to mend

A way to hide Disaster, who still wallows in the home

 

Sloppy kiss on the cheek, scolding her in low tones

Teach the children now to handle what we’ve made

A way to hide Disaster, who still wallows in the home

Teach them to pretend that we are players in this game

 

Teach the children now to handle what we’ve made

Show them they should fear it, but tell them that it’s fine

Teach them to pretend that we are players in this game

The children hear it coming, coming closer, from behind

 

Show them they should fear it, but tell them that it’s fine

Ba-bum, ba-bum, the walking storm

The children hear it coming, coming closer, from behind

We’ve hear its stomping, staggered steps since we were born