You could be a black bird On a country street street Hiding from the world with a broken wing But you better believe, you gonna fly with me You could be a songbird from the New Orleans You're gonna fly Scared of the rain rain just scared to sing But you better

When your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast Made a brick through a brick, I ain't whip up shit From the streets, but I got a little sense But I had to go coupe, no brain, coupe no brain I ain't worried 'bout you, I'ma do what I do And I do my

The sunnyside of the street street On the sunnyside of the street street Seen the carnival at Rome Had the women, I had the booze All that I can remember now Is little kids without no shoes So, I saw that train and I got on it With a heartful of hate and a lust for

Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents Five inches long I'm out on the street street again And I'm leaping along I'm dressed right for a beach fight But I just can't explain Why that uncertain feeling is still Here in my brain Why should I care

Come on, come on, wind and rain rain I know the sun will shine again Till then my lady and my Lord will keep me sane Up above my shoulder the ragged rooftops rise Casting shadows over streets they seem to despise I went down to the dead lake shore to see what

We may be lost And gone forever The rain rain will wash our memory But when we cry We cry together Like it was meant to be I’ll take my time Happier than me No point in dreaming if you’re alone

Da da da da da, da, da da da, da da da, da da da da da da da da I’m a snake, I’m a tricky little freak, I’m a killer you won’t see me as I slither down the street street I make noise and I’m poised like a train as you please, I make heat when I tweet I am the

And I don't know how it gets better than this You take my hand and drag me head first And I don't know why but with you I'd dance In a storm in my best dress There's somethin' bout the way The street street looks when it's just rained There's a glow off the

Down on Rain Rain Street Down Rain Rain Street (Rain Rain Street) The church bell rings, an old drunk sings A young girl hocks her wedding ring Down the alley, the icewagon flew Picked up a stiff that was turning blue The local kids were sniffin' glue There ain't much

Surprise surprise Yesterday is yesterday And lies they lied You don't have to love this town Walking through these empty streets This town is dead Rain Rain is coming harder now upon your head You can't get far enough away