Preston School Of Industry - Get Your Crayons Out! lyrics

Took seven states of driving straight The sky was gray where the bird and hay Were splattered with moss and broken cross That littered the road with snow in May Well, there must be some kind of misunderstanding This must be some kind of misunderstanding here Raincoats are hanging 'round your waist Lime is growing all in haste But clouds are approaching a little too fast For crying out loud man get your trailer I'm waiting for the monsoons Yeah, I'm waiting Waiting, for the monsoons We're all waiting, it's the monsoons We're all waiting for the monsoons For the monsoons, monsoons