Problems in a little town, disrupting of the rain.
Diesel trains and firemen, collecting in the shade.
The rain is still a long way off, the snakes have got it made.
But everyone's got off today,
Everyone's got off today.
One by one the windows shutting down with frowns,
The wind comes up and funny papers rattle through the town.
The rain is coming closer, the trees are bending down.
But everyone's got off today,
Everyone's got off today.
Underneath the glass, on the dresser drawer,
Ticket stubs and photographs, never any more.
And in the puddles on the lawn, a tiny jockey stands.
But everyone's got off today,
Everyone's got off today.
Everyone's got off today.