Tekster:
America The Rain Song

the rain When I'm alone in my bed alright I can hear the rain fight the night Oh, ain't it a shame Oh, I mean about the rain Rain, ain't it a shame

the rain When I'm alone in my bed alright I can hear the rain fight the night Oh, ain't it a shame Oh, I mean about the rain Rain, ain't it a shame

frog in south america Whose venom is a cure For all the suffering that mankind Must endure More powerful than morphine And soothing as the rain A frog in south america

pages O, baby, here she comes My righteous, ringless bride She is the soul of an ailing continent She is Latin America's pride There she runs, through the rain

cosmic hypnotic symphony So witness me, dancin in the spot brah, The ghost in the machine It's the phantom of this opera Let's find the truth behind America

So I gotta get lifted! All night yea, yea (Hip Hop business lift up America) Keep me lifted (Hip Hop business lift up America) So I gotta get lifted!

federal waiting rooms; and in the paper-cut windstorm outside, the faxed and photocopied faces of a twice lost race age in the black ink blur of a rained

the rain Simply waiting for it to stop they said, That we should build new umbrellas because we're Stuck in our own rut. I say, blow away the rain clouds

small cafe In paris, 1969 He was a singer From Brooklyn, USA I hear it was a special time Love fell like rain From the warm Paris sky The song he sang