Peppers on the plants Plum tomatoes ripening on the vine Midsummer evenings on the back porch Barbecued sweet corn, sweet white wine When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you Bottle after bottle of the cheap stuff Feeling two degrees north of all right Heaven help us, heaven help us We're all gonna die tonight When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you Party goes on 'til the end of August The tensions build, the air currents throb Mosquitos s** the blood right out of my body Why don't they finish the job When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you