I Think It’s Gonna Rain Songtext
von Butch Bastard

I can see you
Floating in the cloud
Posing with your trophy
Unfettered access is allowed

I can see you
Eating like a king
A picture of your newborn
Otherwise a moment in the wind

If you don′t see the shape in the cloud
The face in the shroud your life won't mean a thing

Celebration
Congratulations to your band
Merry Christmas to your family
Happy birthday to your man

Let it be known
You say you′re mad about the war
You're upset about all the celebrities dying this year
Meanwhile it's easy to ignore
If that silver lining ever rips, the glass half full tips the midnight is going to pour


I think it′s gonna rain
I think it′s gonna rain
All your intentions of good could be solid as wood but it would not ease the pain

I think it's gonna rain
Yeah, I′m afraid it's gonna rain
Oh, no
Affirmations from those who agree
The illusion of freedom from things we can′t explain

Reinvention
You've got a new look on your face
Proclamation of pretension
You′re disillusioned with your race

Good old convention
You put a Windsor in your tie
Hyper kids and hypertension
Jingoist picnic in July
And when we finally burn through the fog your cat and your dog will be falling from the sky

I think it's gonna rain
I think it's gonna rain
All your bad credit and drugs
Those white collar thugs gonna chase you down the drain


I think it′s gonna rain
Yeah, I′m afraid it's gonna rain
All of your fight and your rage will be locked in a cage until they drag you off the plane

I think it′s going to rain
Yeah, I'm afraid it′s gonna rain
All of your tears and your blood
Would be lost in the mud if they did not leave a stain