Rain Ian Hunter

(Ian Hunter)

Billy said this town is dying
It's dying just to be like me
He was fighting everything in sight
Died when he was 23
I used to meet him down at his cafe
He had one eye on the door
And the other on the writing on the wall
He'd get restless and angry and we'd all laugh
'cause we weren't really scared
We was his friends, he wouldn't hurt us at all
And all he'd say was rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain
We gotta leave this town

And Glover was a dancer
Imitating Eddie Cochran by the jukebox
In the corner of the room
'till he was lost
Barry 'n me, we used to escape, playing I Go Ape
Wearing Italian clothes drinking cider talking in the blues
Hey babe, come over here, let me buy you a beer, what's your name
She said "Boy, it doesn't really matter, don't you see?
You ain't what I want, you ain't what I need
You ain't what I fancy, you ain't what I dream of" 'n I'd silently agree
—he was ugly!
Rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain
I gotta leave this place