123 - Big Weather I lyrics

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!