They deliver all the trouble to my front door, Served my wife with papers and a gun Please remember the man with whom you're dealing, Never was a father or your son Just another dog you chose cause he would run There's a wall cloud rolling across the blue sky Karma manifest into a form If you wonder the reason why I'm smiling, It's because I know her love will keep me warm Yeah we're the kind of folks that kinda like a storm We batten down the hatches and hold each other close, A joint and a couple matches feeds the flame I'm afraid for you, it's getting dark, Sundown at the trailer park and nothin's gonna look the same A tornado doesn't ask the fool his name Having visions of things that bare explaining, No answers in religion or the law Sending thugs out to call it all illusion, Doesn't change belief in a what I saw A translation of the writing on the wall We batten down the hatches and hold each other close, A joint and a couple matches feeds the flame I'm afraid for you, it's getting dark, Sundown at the trailer park and nothin's gonna look the same A tornado doesn't ask the fool his name We batten down the hatches and hold each other close, A joint and a couple matches feeds the flame For you, my friend, it's getting dark, Lights out at the trailer park and nothin's gonna look the same A tornado doesn't ask the fool his name