Phil Cook - Great Tide lyrics

[Verse 1] All your longing All your pain All your endings are gonna figure out the same Board your windows, lock your doors sh**'s about to hit the fan so you better hit the floor Tie those gooses, place your beds Ain't no way you're ever gonna settle all your debts Rolling thunder, oh, burning hay [?] Dixie [?] but you've fallen down the well [Chorus] Hey yeah, well you know, hey yeah Hey yeah, well you know, hey yeah [Verse 2] Nothing's sacred, nothing's [?] Get your a** on the morning train or get the hell out the way Ain't no way you'll ever get ready for the sound Drinking out of that Dixie cup when it all goes down [Chorus] Hey yeah, well you know, hey yeah Hey yeah, well you know, hey yeah [Bridge] It's gonna be a great tide Run on down to the hole It's gonna be a great tide It's gonna be a great tide Run on down to the hole It's gonna be a great tide It's gonna be a great tide Run on down to the hole It's gonna be a great tide [Refrain] All your longing All your pain All your endings are gonna figure out the same [Chorus] Hey yeah, well you know, hey yeah Hey yeah, well you know, hey yeah