The Cold Front

Unchecked growth climbing up the walls
Clear and calculating, mathematically-involved individuals resolve that:
«When the Cold Front hits, all you people better hit the deck
When the Cold Front hits, you better hide or you’re gonna regret it.»
My husband lives inside a hole
My brother reads the Bible
He shakes the walls and threatens us all that:
«When the Cold Front hits, all you people better hit the deck
When the Cold Front hits, you better hide or you’re gonna regret it
When an angry God comes down, you’re gonna totally get it
When the firestorm hits the town, you’re gonna beg for death
You’re gonna beg for death.»