Oh come the rain…and wash away…the human stain…and all the shame.
Nothing to gain…from the restraints…of so-called freedom we proclaim.
Let waters rise…to their demise…and watch 'em cry out Jesus.
To their surprise…they realize…this time they can't buy freedom.
Wash away. Wash away.
So bring the tide…to baptize us…of our sins and sadness.
And sanctify…our feeble minds…'cause we are looped in madness.
Dancing for rain…onto the warpath…for my vanished brothers.
Give back the lives…give back land…give back our "savage" mothers.
Oh come the rain…and wash away…the human stain…and all the shame.
Nothing to gain…from the restraints…of so-called freedom…we proclaim.
Let waters rise…to their demise…and watch 'em cry out Jesus.
To their surprise…they realize…this time they can't buy freedom.
{Spoken words}It's like I'm so extreme…I love my life or I hate it. But it's just a rare moment when I hate it.