It Won't Stop Raining

rain and rain, rain is rain, won't stop

can't stop, I'm tooling down city streets

and I can't see the lines

rolling past homeless Jesus who hates me

for my locked doors and he'd spit on me

if I wasn't behind locked doors

so I'm driving on with some old & slow

Neil Young song on the radio

and I'm finally old enough to stop

pretending I'm young

but I still don't kn…