Scratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather is Heaven's ragtime bandWe all fell down from the Milky Way
Hangin' 'round here till the Judgment Day
Heaven only knows who is in commandBarefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd be swingin' on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rainShow me yours and I'll show you mine
Take me back to days full of monkeyshines
Bouncin' on a bubble full of trouble in the summer sunKeep your raft from the riverboat
Fiction over fact always has my vote
And wrinkles only go where the smiles have beenBarefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd be swingin' on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rainBarefoot children in the rainScratch my back with a lightning bolt
Thunder rolls like a bass drum note
The sound of the weather is Heaven's ragtime bandThe sky turns blue and the sun appears
But the question's still what are we doin' here
I don't think the answer's close at handBarefoot children in the rain
Got no need to explain
We'd be swingin' on a ball and chain
It's always understood by those who play the game
Barefoot children in the rainIn the rain
In the rain