Doppler-Indicated Is A Joke (911 Is A Joke)

Hit me

Going, going, gone into a MCS

Now the tone went off a long time ago

Drove all the way to Wilber, Neb to see the show

Them rain-wrapped HP’s they come when they wanna

So get the Tow Truck yank out the mudder

NWSFO’s don’t care ’cause they stay paid anyway

They run ya like a yahoo they can’t be betrayed

I know you stumble with no vector, people

If your SDS is on the line then you’re dead today

Outflow-dominated with the late comin’ vort-max

That’s a flash-flood in disguise y’all betcha

I call ’em tube-snatchers quick they come to fetch ya?

With the Lycos ™ Storm Team just to dissect ya

They are the kings ’cause they swing self-aggrandization

Lose your road-cash, your windshield, to them it’s congratulation

I can prove it to you try and clock some rotation

It all adds up to a bust-y situation

So get up get, get get down

TVS is a joke in yo town

Get up, get, get, get down

Doppler-Indicated wears the bust crown

Every three days the short-waves don’t never come correct

You can ask my man right here with the cow/grille wreck

He’s a witness to Mother Nature’s job never bein’ done

Claims he was core-punchin’ Andover in 1991

Doppler-Indicated is a joke ’cause there’s never any ground-truth

But Channel 3’s ratings are going through the roof

They need to go back to chasing ambulances

88D is a joke we don’t want ’em

I call Tom Grazulis cause TVC will come quicker

The girls in the Apco see me and they snicker

The reason that I say that ’cause they think I’m stranger

“Get more out of stayin’ home and watching ‘Walker, Texas Ranger'”

They be laughin’ at ya while you’re crawlin’ on your knees

“Gatorade, SuzyQ’s and Powerball, please!”

Thinkin’ you’re at Ground-Zero when you’re really behind the dryline

You better wake up and smell the burrito flavor

Cause 88D is a fake chase saver

So get up, get, get get down

Ain’t gonna be no hose in yo town

Get up, get, get, get down

Playin’ the warm front wears my tires down

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Author: Damon Hynes

Used to chase tornadoes, until Ma Nature ran out of them...

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