It's Not Rain, God Is Splitting On Us Paroles

Paroles de It's Not Rain, God Is Splitting On Us

He plays his drum and he smokes his pot, I
T's not a lot but it's all that he's got
He drives a car with broken rims
He can't win, he can't win.
So it's another day that we sit and pray to god above,
but he turned away and sent us rain when we needed sun