Risin' American Storm

(Different Version of "Riders on the Storm" by the Doors):

by Gayl Miller


Risin' American storm
Risin' American storm
Into this empire born
Into this nightmare thrown
Like a dog without a bone
We're waggin' all alone
Risin' American storm.

There are terrorists on the road
Their brains are squirmin' like a toad
They've been programmed to kill
To break down your will
Trash your freedom and rights
And terrorize your nights
Terrorists on the road -- yeah.

Ya gotta love your Homeland
Ya gotta love your Homeland
Take them at their word
Believe what you've heard:
They torture and rape
Your children they will take
Gotta love Homeland -- yeah.

WOW!

Risin' American Storm
Risin' American Storm
Into this empire born
Into this nightmare thrown
Like a dog without a bone
We're waggin' all alone
Risin' American Storm.

Risin' American storm
Risin' American storm
Risin' American storm
Risin' American storm
Risin' American storm.....