Well, I hate the rain when I drive
Right on thru
'Cause the windows are broken on my 455
Right on thru
It don't rain much but when it do
That dirty old rain comes right on thruRight on thru
Through to youI had some pigeons living on my ledge
Right on thru
Dirty winged rats living on the edge
Right on thruI give 'em a shot too
Right on thru
The pigeon shit seeps right on thruRight on thru
Through to youWell, you built your house made out of lead
Right on thru
It keeps out those things that you dread
Right on thruIt don't matter where you hide
Right on thru
Because reality always crashes insideRight on thru
Through to you
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