Well well well this situations getting worse
Could be the last time but I know it`s not the first
You claimed to be Pica**o`s ghost as I recall
You took your paintbrush and you wrote up on my wall
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
I was drifting as you painted silently
In my kitchen where the window used to be
The only sound I heard was on my radio
God was singing on the Tony Blackburn show
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
I saw Kennedy looking for his brother
He said if you see him first will you tell him not to bother
It was fixed - oh yeah
Ona**is who was with him and was taking in washing cos He had to make a living said it don`t pay
To get too rich - oh no
Cleopatra said I haven`t got a hope
To Nostradamus who`d prepared her horoscope
He replied it would be wise it seems to me
Don`t play with snakes and people called Mark Anthony
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain