(for Kurt Cobain)

I could never see your face

To see if you were really crying

Your hair hung like rain

I would have sworn that you were lying.

One long scream ran through every refrain

You were riding four white horses, they were driving you insane

But we were riding shotgun when you blew out your brain

You never reached it, did you,

Mr Rain

The needle drives the city

And the city drives the sound

Orphans always follow

The music underground

Everyone who cut you down while you were raising Cain

Who bought your outcast mutterings

then flushed you down the drain

All who love and curse you now, we love and curse in vain

You never reached it, did you,

Mr Rain

Mr Rain, Mr Rain

Mr Rain, Mr Rain

You never reached it, did you, Mr Rain

Every spring kill the king

Every spring kill the king

Every spring kill the king

Oh you never reached it, did you?

Oh you never reached it, did you?

No, you never reached it, did you?

Copyright 1995, Hugh Blumenfeld Hydrogen Jukebox Music