Из альбома: Gossip Diet
When you've got your windows boarded up
When a bulging tumour fills your skull
When you're waiting but the calls won't come
There's an unmarked door behind your mail where the doorman's collar hides his guilt.
But at least we know when it rains it rains
No umbrella will change a thing
Hail the buzzards and hail the King for
Watching over us all.
There's a place where evenings just explode
Where the houselights dim and it fills with tones
There's a gaping box with velvet lips that frame the devil's comedy
As ushers hiss to take your seat the wings have caught on fire.
But at least we know when it rains it rains
No umbrella will change a thing
Hail the buzzards and hail the King for
Watching over us all.
You picked a hard time to be alone
With the sky bearing down
And as the rain weeps on your windowsill,
I won't ever make a sound.
But if you think, "Well, hold on,"
You know, you're wrong, you're wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong.
But at least we know when it rains it rains
No umbrella will change a thing
Hail the buzzards and hail the King for
Watching over us all.
But at least we know when it rains it rains
No umbrella will change a thing
Hail the buzzards and hail the King for
Watching over us all.