When you walk through a storm
Like a hurricane
And the wind and the rain pounds you hard
Better call up your shrink,
Have him check your brain,
To find out if your deck's short a card..

Walk on Anderson,
Walk for CNN,
Let your ass get tossed and blown,

Walk on, walk on,
Like some kind of nut
And you'll always walk alone..
You'll al-ways walk...a-lone..

Walk on, walk on,
While Gustav makes it cut
So the viewers can be shown
Hope good...insur'nce..you...own