The Microphones - (Something) 2 lyrics

Oh it's pulling out in tide tows and rising back in misty wave throws forever churning up it's boiling strength and with the faster that the car flies stick your head out of the window and feel it beating hard and sweet into your face and in a moment when the time slows the air gets so wide and thick and fuels a force that blows a whole right through the chest. OH, THE BLOW!