Rain King ensures there's nowhere to go
   It's jet stream, daydream, cocksure hard luck show
   His lips a fountain
   His daylight sparks
   He's a shotgun, schoolyard, street-wise, white-hot kid
   Little whipcream, phone call, breakdown, Rain King fist
   His mind a countdown
   His daydream sparks
  
   I need three years to clear these thoughts, hey
   I like to say I knew one true thing
   It feels like years and all I've done is fought
   And not turned up, anything
  
   Little black, take roll and roll, over my bed
   I'm waiting here for, some reality crease
   There's one big deadend, in my head
   And not a moment of peace
  
   Crossfire, Rain King, with his cadillac, kid
   Marries every dictionary from his chain-yard bliss
   His lips a fountain
   His daylight sparks
   He's got a shot in his kick forging the real, when
   He's a steel drum, wedding ring, Pontiac door knob ten
   His mind a countdown
   His daylight sparks
  
   Hung up on a speed king nation, caught up on a nail
   Hanging tight with time, at least, a little while
   Your sister is a beauty when she's naked, like my kid
   I hear this world, cool world, dreaming of a peaceful kiss