Rain King ensures there s nowhere to go
It s jet stream, daydream, cocksure hard luck show
His lips a fountain
His daylight sparks
He s a shotgun, schoolyard, street-wise, white-hot kid
Little whipcream, phone call, breakdown, Rain King fist
His mind a countdown
His daydream sparks
I need three years to clear these thoughts, hey
I like to say I knew one true thing
It feels like years and all I ve done is fought
And not turned up, anything
Little black, take roll and roll, over my bed
I m waiting here for, some reality crease
There s one big deadend, in my head
And not a moment of peace
Crossfire, Rain King, with his cadillac, kid
Marries every dictionary from his chain-yard bliss
His lips a fountain
His daylight sparks
He s got a shot in his kick forging the real, when
He s a steel drum, wedding ring, Pontiac door knob ten
His mind a countdown
His daylight sparks
Hung up on a speed king nation, caught up on a nail
Hanging tight with time, at least, a little while
Your sister is a beauty when she s naked, like my kid
I hear this world, cool world, dreaming of a peaceful kiss

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