---------



[Lee]

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

--

Source: interpreted from original recordings.

Transcribed: Hans van Dok with Casper Hulshof

Corrections: Rob Vaughn