Bad Moon Rising

Listen to Creedence on the radio

With their ominous tellings

They claim a bad moon is rising

As I lay here, fantasizing

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They predict all sorts of trouble

And eartquakes and lightning galore

They claim a bad moon is rising

As we stand there, polarizing

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They warn me to not go around tonight

And I always rejoice in defiance

They claim a bad moon is rising

As I wait here, paralyzing

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I can hear the hurricanes a-blowing

I can see the rivers overflowing

They claim a bad moon is on the rise

Yet somehow I fail to see my possible demise

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I can sense the rage and ruin

But I have put my things together

They claim a bad moon is on the rise

But I have seen it before in full size

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I have lived within the nasty weather

I have known the game is eye for an eye

They claim a bad moon is on the rise

As any wise soul always tries

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I am going ’round tonight

But it is not going to take my life

The bad moon on the rise

It’s always like this before sunrise