Taking a walk down to the mall

Smellin' piss and beer and gas

That could be me in a couple years

Suckin' fumes under the highway pass

On a rainy day

While I wear newspapers for pants

And a T-shirt that says, "Damn, I'm Good"



People look funny when they cry

'Cause they just can't let it hide

Tapping into your little box

Press the cry button, it unlocks

On a rainy day

No one has a thing to say

Easier to look the other way



Take a look in the killer's eyes

And you see there's nothing there

But something is sacred in your eyes

And somethin' to believe

On a rainy day

And as the world will blow to bits

I'll cradle you and hold you tight