Texas Tornado

Lyrics

(Verse 1) Step right up to the wrestling ring, Where the Von Erich name is a golden thing. But behind the curtain, in the shadow of the lights, Fritz is holding court and he’s holding on too tight. David’s gone to glory, playing cards up in the sky, While the brothers left behind just don’t know how to die. Kerry’s got the muscle, and a grin that’s wide and bright, But he’s trading in his halos for a powder-fueled night. (Chorus) Oh, the Texas Tornado, spinning in a haze, Chasing down the demons in a pharmaceutical daze. With a boot made of plastic where a foot used to be, He’s climbing to the top, but he’s never feeling free. From the sweat and the glitter to the pill-bottle blues, It’s a comedy of errors, and he’s waiting on his cues. (Verse 2) Mike is fading fast, and Chris is checking out, The family tree is wilting, just look what it's about. Fritz is screaming "Winners!" while the house is catching fire, And Kerry’s busy cheating, hanging round the wire. He’s popping something colorful to keep the pain at bay, While his ankle’s rattling plastic in a funny kind of way. A hobbling hero with a championship belt, Wearing all the sorrow that a heart has ever felt. (Chorus) Oh, the Texas Tornado, spinning in a haze, Chasing down the demons in a pharmaceutical daze. With a boot made of plastic where a foot used to be, He’s climbing to the top, but he’s never feeling free. From the sweat and the glitter to the pill-bottle blues, It’s a comedy of errors, and he’s waiting on his cues. (Bridge) The crowd is roaring louder, but the room is getting small, He’s tripping on the spotlight, he’s bracing for the fall. "Hey Dad, look at me," he whispers to the ghost, But the party’s finally over, and he’s burnt the final toast. A gun in the meadow, a permanent sleep, The secrets of the wrestling ring are buried way too deep. (Outro) So pour one out for Kerry, the man of missing parts, With a stomach full of chemicals and a cabinet full of hearts. The lights go out in Dallas, the curtain hits the floor, The Tornado stopped spinning—he doesn’t dance no more. Yeah, he doesn’t dance no more. Just a final, tragic punchline... Out the door.