Rain, rain, acid rain Don't come back for another day I wash my face in the sea of blood I wash my face in the sea of blood Rain, where are you hiding? Gotta, gotta get away Get away, get away I...
Will our children look back With hatred or despair At a generation of idiots Who just didn't care About the fossil fuel fumes And the aerosol sprays That put holes in the ozone And let in the rays...