Scratch my back with a lightning bolt Thunder rolls like a bass drum note The sound of the weather is heaven's ragtime band We all fell down from the milky way Hangin' round here till judgment day Heaven only knows who's in command
Barefoot 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 rain
Show 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 sun Keep your raft from the riverboat Fiction over fact always has my vote And wrinkles only go where the smiles have been
Barefoot 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 rain La la la la la 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 ragtime band The 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 hand
Barefoot 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 rain In the rain... In the rain...
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