He's given up on his human costume
and all he sees is a heaving tide
Swelling on up swelling on up, father tell us something
to make us breathe just a little while
Drum up the storm, Baltimore
Spring is choking under the perfume
of good intentions and burning tires
flaring on up, flaring on up, brother sing us something
to make us sleep just a little while
Ain't giving up on my plans to exist
I'm telling you just the way it is
Drum up the storm, Baltimore
Drum up the storm, Baltimore
(turn it up now, turn it up)
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