Sci-clone - Kirsty Hawkshaw

She's travelling 
Past darwin 
125 miles an hour 
The weather man has warned us well 
There's been a lot of pressure building 
The clouds are dark and static 
From the silence you might never tell 
But we're in for a drama 
Sci-clone 
Tearing down the city 
Like a savage 
She's a sci-clone 
Dust for clothing 
Life for baggage 
Stay underground 
Safe and sound 
But if I feel like running 
Best you stay out of my way 
She will tear off the roof above your bed 
Drag you out of your head 
And if I feel like crying 
Best if you stay within your depth 
She will turn your boat over 
Let the storm die down instead 
Careless woman 
She's a careless woman 
She's travelling 
Past forever 
Sympathy will not tame her 
The weather man got blown away 
Couldn't take the pressure 
Sucked in by a fanatic 
All that science but to no avail 
Never can predict a 
Sci-clone 
Tearing down the highway 
Screaming thunder 
She's a sci-clone 
Breaking out the spell 
You put her under 
So if I feel 
So if I feel 
Sci-clone 
Sci-clone 
Sci-clone 
Sci-clone Cont... 
You confronted me 
There was no way else to go 
You regressed me 
Now there's nothing left to know 
I'm ready now 
To face the force inside the shell 
I'm ready now 
To break out of this spell 
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!