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Tornado Joe Lyrics
This place is quicksand
Don't you ever come back
I guess you knew
What was 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 was 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
We gotta blow out towards the coast
There's so much I don't know
About this far left 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
You can't escape it by coming here
Anxiety can hitch a ride on planes
Loneliness travels from state to state
All my stuff is in bags and crates
Can't es-cape my bag-gage brains
Oh
This place is quicksand
Don't you ever come back
I guess you knew
What was 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
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Hey ho Tornado Joe
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Don't you ever come back
I guess you knew
What was 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
Don't you ever come back
I guess you knew
What was good for you
You got out before you sank
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
We gotta blow out towards the coast
About this far left 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
You can't escape it by coming here
Anxiety can hitch a ride on planes
Loneliness travels from state to state
All my stuff is in bags and crates
Can't es-cape my bag-gage brains
Oh
Don't you ever come back
I guess you knew
What was 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
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Hey ho Tornado Joe
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
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What a beautiful cover of an already creative song. Tomas Kalnoky is such a talented musician, turned this upbeat song into one that sent chills down my spine the first time I heard it.
For those that can't figure out what this song is about, I believe it is about someone realizing they would never make anything of themselves, and they had to get out before the "quicksand" of a place swallowed him up along with all the others.
He is apparently talking about California, or somewhere else on the western coast when he said "far left coast" he's talking about western america I believe.
However, the song is also saying that just because that place will lead to a dead end life, doesn't mean that leaving to go somewhere new will solve all of your other problems. He makes this clear in the lines "anxiety can hitch a ride on planes, loneliness travels from state to state" etc.