| Lyrics: | Billy said this town is dying,
it's dying just to be like me.
He was fighting everything in
sight,
died when he was 23.
I used to meet him down at his cafe,
he had one eye on the
door
and the other on the writing on the wall.
He'd get restless and angry and we'd all
laugh
'cause we weren't really scared,
we was his friends, he wouldn't hurt us at
all
And all he'd say was rain, rain, rain
rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain,
rain,
rain, rain.
We gotta leave this town.
And Glover was a dancer,
imitating Eddie
Cochran by the jukebox.
In the corner of the room
'till he was lost.
Barry 'n me, we
used to escape, playing I Go Ape
wearing Italian clothes drinking cider talking in the
rain
Hey babe, come over here, let me buy you a beer, what's your name,
she said "Boy, it
doesn't really matter, don't you see?
You ain't what I want, you ain't what I need,
you
ain't what I fancy, you ain't what I dream of 'n I'd silently leave
?? you're ugly.
Rain,
rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain.
I gotta leave this
place.
My history is a cop-out
Somewhere in the dark I got scared 'cause I knew I was
gonna loose.
You know that feeling you get in your guts, all that frustration when you
know
you're going nuts.
You gotta make a move.
There was Billy and Glover and Pacer and
Taylor and Valerie and Barry
I remember what he said about that town.
He said "I went to
London once, came back,
wiped the tears from my eyes, looked out the window,
and it was
still pouring down,
more of that rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain,
rain,
rain, rain, rain."
I'm gonna get a train,-a |
