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Starting FAWM – The February Album Writing Month. That means 15 songs, written and recorded, in the month of February. Thermos and Louis and I are all doing it, so that by the end of the month, if we succeed, we’ll have 45 new potential Burnt Toast songs. Which, I think is bad ass.

Since the first two-day-songwriting session ends on Feb 2, which happens to be the birthday of my good friend and childhood compatriot MC Brainstorm of SAC, I figure it’d be appropriate if I wrote the first song of my FAWM about a time way back when we were kids.

Lyrics today, story tomorrow.

WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL

The weatherball is red and blinking. That means
We are prepared for hail.
The air is still, it’s raining and the sky is green
We are prepared for hail.

Put the cardboard on the car. Stay exactly where you are.
Down the basement, turn the radio to WJR
We are prepared for hail.
We are prepared for hail.

WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL

Sitting on the porch with MC Brainstorm.
We are prepared for hail.
Our mothers warned us about the coming rainstorm.
We were prepared for hail.

In the only month when I was eight and he had just turned nine.
We wore football helmets and garbage bags and shouted at the sky.
We are prepared for hail.
We are prepared for hail.

WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL

The weatherball is red and blinking. That means
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL
The air is still, it’s raining and the sky is green
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL

WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL
WE ARE PREPARED FOR HAIL