Hurricane Stew Lyrics

Bit me once, shame on you

Don't you know what your teeth can do?

Beat up shed and a bottle of blue

Watercolor rush and a sorry stung view

Little bow Laura and her hurricane stew

Sycamore syrup and that cup you always used

Half a mind to tell you that a half a mind won't do

Never saw a sliver of what you were tryna prove

Carving out a bottle just to have a little taste

There's something kinda funny in your un-ironic haste

Something always seething in the next to out of place

Carving out a seat in case I wanna see that race

Little bow Laura and her hurricane stew

Sycamore strangers with that window looking through

Half another story and I've finally got a clue

Half another something and I'm half another you

Hurricane stew