Nobody else here baby no one else here to blame No one to point the finger... It's just you and me and the rain It's the blind leading the blond It's
me I get along with real niggas it's the lane to be Talking loud out of pocket tryna bang with me And so I pull it out my pocket let it rain you see Now
Any minute this could blow, I lit the fuse too late Any moment we could all go down and sail in flames Are we sinking, are we under? The silence right
I put myself on a limb And I feel it giving way from the weight of the rain If I brake or I bend I get myself together again, put my face to the wind
Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive Ain't no luck, I learned to duck Check my pulse, it don't change Stay seventy-two come shine or rain
? Hello-hurrah What a nice day for the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles Hello-hurrah I hope rain stops play for the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse
sun Fly into the sun I'd break up into million pieces And fly into the sun I would not run from the blazing light I would not run from it's rain I'd
proud to fall And I fell deep within it I got lost inside it all Inside it all Inside it all Looks like rain again Feels like it's rained forever Can
down the door at your local store With the world at war voices through the floor Unexpected news wearing high heeled shoes Blowing out the fuse paying
on the playback, ready for the at-tack Seatack, cry me a riverboat If I don't fly back, still gotta give 'em hope Stand and delivery, first class rain
hall Im losin it mental abusin it my car crashed when i was cruisin it Cus i dropped my mountain dews in it My radio is blastin i blew a fuse in it
the roadsigns I see my fate wrote upon it And I'm checkin' out the back end Where my race is now run You might hear a thousand harps Of heaven rain
Ain't no more sunshine, just rain and cold suffering Generation born to die with their eyes wide open The clock strikes The wrong rights The mob rules
's in the sandbox trying to detox She always wears long sleeves Desdemona in a red kimona can't get off the bench Her bolts are fused, her limbs can'
I'm a snow plough, I must now plow on, I'm a snow plough, I'm a settlers son I'm a storm cloud, rain myself all over the place I'm a storm cloud, gonna
I'm a snow plow, I must now plow on I'm a snow plow, I'm a settler's son Well, I'm a storm cloud (I'm a storm cloud) Rain myself all over the place I
Can't relax Can't unwind Deep inside Secret mind OH NO! Afraid to be caught Afraid to be free Afraid to make love Afraid of VD Afraid of the rain
just watching the show just playing the game, how many credits are left before the blood rains ? nuclear shit is ready to use, but who will push the button who will light the fuse
