(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...