Rains

Rains !!!
Wow its raining !!!
Went to my village by the Arabian sea.
Well could not come outta d house for all 3 days.
Fishing is banned b'coz of the storm, so not much fish to eat either.
But me lucky to get some river fish called "Nagli" - its lady fish n' some tiger prawns n' squids.
Gulp it down with some beers n' whiskey. hMMMMM.
Back to Blore with a bang. Same old work.

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Listening to :

POLICE
TITLE — KING OF PAIN
There’s a little black spot on the sun todayIt’s the same old thing as yesterdayThere’s a black hat caught in a high tree topThere’s a flag pole rag and the wind won’t stop
I have stood here before inside the pouring rainWith the world turning circles running ’round my brainI guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reignBut it’s my destiny to be the king of pain
There’s a little black spot on the sun todayThat’s my soul up thereIt’s the same old thing as yesterdayThat’s my soul up thereThere’s a black hat caught in a high tree topThat’s my soul up thereThere’s a flag pole rag and the wind won’t stopThat’s my soul up there
I have stood here before inside the pouring rainWith the world turning circles running ’round my brainI guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reignBut it’s my destiny to be the king of pain
There’s a fossil that’s trapped in a high cliff wallThat’s my soul up thereThere’s a dead salmon frozen in a waterfallThat’s my soul up thereThere’s a blue whale beached by a springtide’s ebbThat’s my soul up thereThere’s a butterfly trapped in a spider’s webThat’s my soul up there
I have stood here before inside the pouring rainWith the world turning circles running ’round my brainI guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reignBut it’s my destiny to be the king of pain
There’s a king on a throne with his eyes torn outThere’s a blind man looking for a shadow of doubtTher’s a rich man sleeping on a golden bedThere’s a skeleton choking on a crust of bread
King of pain
There’s a red fox thorn by a huntsman’s packThat’s my soul up thereThere’s a black winged gull with a broken backThat’s my soul up thereThere’s a little black spot on the sun todayIt’s the same old thing as yesterday
I have stood here before inside the pouring rainWith the world turning circles running ’round my brainI guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reignBut it’s my destiny to be the king of pain
King of painKing of painKing of painI’ll always be king of painI’ll always be king of painI’ll always be king of pain...