Summer rain is rolling down your cheek Marbles on your skin Man with the suits Says it's a dollar for a drop The morning dew... A dollar for a drop The sun hits hard as you walk to the well The well thing's got to stop Man with the suit Is the one who deals the drops Water the tree that gives the fruit... A dollar for drop I count the coins in the palm of my hand I can't pay for the clouds A rebel sun is rising under my skin Soldier ,put down your gun Something's got to give We're gonna kick you out of this town We're gonna count the silverware before you go We're gonna send you back northbound We're gonna change the locks when you go We're gonna strip you of your fine suit Put you on a raft and blow As you get back on your street Comes a man from the past, the present, the future Gilding by slowly on a wild ride A chinese junk boat with soccer pitch headlights A giant cloud of incense smoking out of his eyes, You know it make no sense Pine needles cover his ship, A howler monkey is lighting the candles A speaker box by the helm Rattling chimes made of broken bottles The monkey kills the stereo The man turns his head Can you feel what's coming ? You can't see his mouth But moving his lips to make sounds is not his goal He doesn't have to talk You already know He's got a different conception of the soul And he's steppin out of his ride You fear that the spear and the machete aren't for show You got your rubies, your crowns, your rings But they don't shine so bright now Maybe st john of the smile screens Patron of deceivers wasn't the ticket That star that followed you at night Wasn't a star after all It was a cosmic vacuum sucking out your heart You won't need your diamond-incrusted cell phone There's no signal where your're going
[00:01.08]Summer rain is rolling down your cheek [00:07.63]Marbles on your skin [00:12.85]Man with the suits [00:16.84]Says it's a dollar for a drop [00:22.86]The morning dew... [00:27.56]A dollar for a drop [00:31.41]The sun hits hard as you walk to the well [00:38.36]The well thing's got to stop [00:43.70]Man with the suit [00:47.88]Is the one who deals the drops [00:52.32]Water the tree that gives the fruit... [00:58.17]A dollar for drop [01:32.00]I count the coins in the palm of my hand [01:38.61]I can't pay for the clouds [01:44.22]A rebel sun is rising under my skin [01:53.51]Soldier ,put down your gun [01:58.67]Something's got to give [02:10.31]We're gonna kick you out of this town [02:13.15]We're gonna count the silverware before you go [02:21.02]We're gonna send you back northbound [02:24.38]We're gonna change the locks when you go [02:31.55]We're gonna strip you of your fine suit [02:34.43]Put you on a raft and blow [02:42.15]As you get back on your street [02:45.21]Comes a man from the past, the present, the future [02:52.60]Gilding by slowly on a wild ride [02:55.66]A chinese junk boat with soccer pitch headlights [03:03.06]A giant cloud of incense smoking out of his eyes, [03:08.05]You know it make no sense [03:13.87]Pine needles cover his ship, [03:16.72]A howler monkey is lighting the candles [03:23.91]A speaker box by the helm [03:27.07]Rattling chimes made of broken bottles [03:35.04]The monkey kills the stereo [03:37.64]The man turns his head [03:40.79]Can you feel what's coming ? [03:45.48]You can't see his mouth [03:48.35]But moving his lips to make sounds is not his goal [03:56.04]He doesn't have to talk [03:58.22]You already know [04:00.00]He's got a different conception of the soul [04:06.39]And he's steppin out of his ride [04:09.42]You fear that the spear and the machete aren't for show [04:17.09]You got your rubies, your crowns, your rings [04:20.48]But they don't shine so bright now [04:26.90]Maybe st john of the smile screens [04:29.93]Patron of deceivers wasn't the ticket [04:38.32]That star that followed you at night [04:41.09]Wasn't a star after all [04:44.97]It was a cosmic vacuum sucking out your heart [04:50.99]You won't need your diamond-incrusted cell phone [04:54.81]There's no signal where your're going [04:57.87]
