Scratch my back with a lightning bolt

Thunder rolls like a bass drum note

The sound of the weather is heaven's rag time band



We all fell down from the milky way

Hanging round here 'till judgment day

Heaven only knows who's in command



Chorus

Barefoot children in the rain

Got no need to explain

We'd be swinging on a ball and chain

It's always understood by those who play the game

Barefoot children in the rain



Show me yours and I'll show you mine

Take me back to days full with monkey shine's

Bouncing on a bubble full of trouble in the summer sun



Keep your raft from the riverboat

Fiction over fact always has my vote

And wrinkles only go where the smiles have been



Chorus

Barefoot children in the rain

Got no need to explain

We'd be swinging on a ball and chain

It's always understood by those who play the game

Barefoot children in the rain

la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

Barefoot children in the rain



Scratch my back with a lightning bolt

Thunder rolls like a bass drum note

The sound of the weather is heaven's rag time band



The sky turns blue and the sun appears

But the question's still "what are we doing here?"

I don't think the answer's close at hand



Chorus

Barefoot children in the rain

Got no need to explain

We'd be swinging on a ball and chain

It's always understood by those who play the game

Barefoot children in the rain

in the rain

in the rain