Punk Ass Rain

I don't give a damn about your punk ass rain
It just falls and falls and falls,
I don't care about your day,
Cause it's yours, it's yours, it's yours

The sky's a'crying on a friday night,

She is dancing above the light of day,
Can't hear them saying,
saying come down it's gonna rain.

The sun's a'smiling on a saturday morning,
She's too high to hear their warning yells,
They're gonna buy and sell,
And try and push her through the pain

I don't give a damn about your punk ass rain,

It just falls and falls and falls,
I don't care about your day,
Cause it's yours, it's yours, it's yours

They built a ladder and they climbed up to her,

Went on top and proudly threw her off,
And she sang, and she sang as she falls, she falls

I don't give a damn about your punk ass rain,

It just falls and falls and falls,
I don't care about your day,
Cause it's yours, it's yours, it's yours