Better get out it's a Hurricane 
Oh a spinning sonic wind is gonna blow you away 
Either get knocked out or get outta the way 
Oh you better get out it's a Hurricane 

You don't even know it's there 
A gentle breeze teases through your hair 
Flirting back it's all so great 
Better get before too late 
Run away 
Run away OK run away OK 
OK get away get away get away 
Take a breath of sin sweet air 
Wind blows faster through your hair 
Wrap yourself in cello-phane 
You can't breathe can't get away 
Get away, Mayday, Get away, Mayday, Get away, Mayday, Mayday 

Spinning fast and do you care? 
This spinning downward makes you scared 
Jesus hands and calming waves 
Jesus hands a gust of change 
Come away today, come away today 
Come away, come away, come away.