Melissa is slow, I know
But where oh where will she go
Knowing many, with no sun
Bearing sorrow, like a gun
From your home, you'll always run
From threatening Melissa
Freight train, each car looks the same, all the same
And no one knows Melissa's game
Yet no one hears her lonely sighs
There are no blankets where she lies
Again, the mornings come
Again, she's on the run
Slow rain falling from her cries
Hurricane Mellisa pick up your gear
And roll on, roll on, please miss us
Like Harvy and Dorian, it's Melissa
Will you ever let us go? No, no, no
Will you break the dead man's hug?
Or will she bury us in mud?
Or will her spirit float away?
But I know that we won't all miss Melissa
Yes, I know we won't stay
to ride out Melissa