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Come lovers, come loners, remember yourselves As lusty tempestuous fools When to dream was to conjure an ocean From your small secretarial pools When you stood at the gulf of unknowing When you saw the great tundra of time And you cried for the winds to come blowing And you called a monsoon From the tides of the moon 'cause the roads were all dusty and dry Come lame dancing lonely tonight When what should appear in the distance Blown hither and yon its Calamity John And he's coming to sweep you away Aye Aye Aye Ayy He'll tear through the homefront He'll lift you up laughing He'll blow every signpost away As the weather report says high drama With a five percent chance that he'll stay Now the floor starts to rock and the roof floats And your friends say he's bad for your health Letras de cancionesAnd they've warned you about him on talk shows So you told him to pack Hit the road, don't come back And he said "Hey, don't flatter yourself" . . . and you say: I am closing my door to the storm I am saving myself from its freedom I've put the chain on, oh Calamity John I don't want you to dance me away Aye Aye Aye Ayy So it's seven months later you've bolted your hair back You're almost immune to the moon And at parties you stay in the kitchen Common sense with a big wooden spoon All at once you can feel the storm coming As you burst out into the old refrain To the sound of America drumming Call it pain, call it art Call it open your heart Let it go, let it fly, let it rain He smiles and the clouds turn to black With the wind through the flowers come blowing The warning bell's on What's your name? Oh, it's John That's such an unusual name Aye Aye Aye Ayy From Letras Mania