Big weather, big weather, big weather
Don't rain on me
Big weather, big weather, big weather
Don't rain on me
I was raised in a parking lot
A red mark from the hand of God
A coronation of rabid dogs
Every watched stopped at 3 o' clock
Every field full of burning crops
Arose from the famine plots
And I'm done
Waiting
For
The
Cops
(yes I am)
Big weather, big weather, big weather
Don't rain on me
Big weather, big weather, big weather
Just what we need
So grab everything you've got (go)
The Four Horsemen will never knock (no)
All calls forever dropped (yeah)
They all spread when they hear the shots
And I'm done
Waiting
For
The
Cops
(yes I am)
Big weather, big weather, big weather
Don't rain on me
Big weather, big weather, big weather
Don't rain on
Big weather
Don't rain on, don't rain on, don't rain on me
Big weather!