Yellow rain slicker and a pink top hat,
walking in the rain so I won't get fat.
Quicksilver lightning and aluminum clouds,
mortar rounds of hail but I won't be cowed,
to walk ten miles a day is what I vowed.
Heavy metal thunder and bursting trees,
have me a quaking in my B V Ds.
The weather is just getting creepier.
Black waters getting oh so much deeper.
Pigs are sailing by on houses floating high.
Kind of looks like it might be, swim or die.
Yellow rain slicker and a pink top hat.
Swimming in the rain, I'd rather get fat.
By God, I think I'll take a vow on that.