(John Fogerty)

I see a bad moon rising

I see trouble on the way

I see earthquakes and lighting

I see bad times today



Now don't go 'round tonight

For it's bound to take your life

There's a bad moon on the rise



I hear hurricanes a blowing

I know the end is comin' soon

I fear the river's overflowing

I hear the voice of rage and ruin



I hope you have got your things together

Hope you are quite prepared to die

Looks like we're in for nasty weather

One eye is taken for an eye