Rain drops
Falling from the sky
Screaming of joy
I'm ready to deny
It smells like sin
A guy wants a fight
Cold water falls
On my head tonight
No shame, innocence or glory
Who's to blame on this sinful story
My cigars are wet
Sticks, boots and stone
I bet you were left behind
Far away from home
Cats and junkies
Under the same bield
No one is your friend
This neighborhood is hell