1) Foul weather, night comes on, And thou all-shaking thunder Bleak winds I'll not weep This heart shall break into 2) Rage blow, drown the cocks Spit fire, spout and rain Blow winds and crack your cheeks You heavens give me rest Brdg. You can't tame You can't control The storm in my heart The tempest in my soul Ref. This night will turn us to Fools and to madmen Fools and madmen Towards our fateful end Is man not more than A beast poor and bare So poor and bare Better beware 3) Oak-cleaving thunderbolts Crack open nature's figures Cataracts and hurricanes O fool I shall go mad 4) My wits begin to turn This storm won't leave me ponder Poor fool and knave I have I'm sorry yet for thee. Brdg. You can't tame You can't control The storm in my heart The tempest in my soul Ref. This night will turn us to Fools and to madmen Fools and madmen Towards our fateful end Is man not more than A beast poor and bare So poor and bare Better beware