*Spoken Word*
The Mountain Goats, on the uh, well, the 20, 4th of January, a Monday... at about ten.
And uh this is called uh, this is called... well I dunno what it's called, by the time i write down the t**les on the tape then I'll know what it's called.
The rain came down,
Soaked the old Hibachi.
And I wish I could sing,
Like Allen Calachi.
Then you would know,
How sad it was,
When the rain came down.
Drop by drop, gallon by gallon.
Brother If I could sing, if I could sing like Allen.
Then you would know,
And understand,
How sad it was,
When the rain came down.
The Mountain Goats, on the uh, well, the 20, 4th of January, a Monday... at about ten.
And uh this is called uh, this is called... well I dunno what it's called, by the time i write down the t**les on the tape then I'll know what it's called.
The rain came down,
Soaked the old Hibachi.
And I wish I could sing,
Like Allen Calachi.
Then you would know,
How sad it was,
When the rain came down.
Drop by drop, gallon by gallon.
Brother If I could sing, if I could sing like Allen.
Then you would know,
And understand,
How sad it was,
When the rain came down.