Anthony Head - This Town In The Rain Lyrics
Nothing's as sobering or quite frankly, depressingAs looking out on LA in the rain.The colors of the houses, the pinks and pale bluesAgainst the slab gray sky is all wrong-It's just wrong.And the palm trees, with their dead leavesHave a hangdog expression like someone took their fun away.The tired, tarmacadam strips just watching idiotsSlip and slide as their tires lose their grip on the roadDidn't anybody tell them you can't drive the same - drive insane in theRain?In this town,This town in the rain.The sidewalks are soused as the guttering, so used to drought,Spews the water out in loud gushing spouts.Like Hurricane Harbour... without the funAnd parking lots are like boating lakes as pockets and puddles seem toSpring out of the groundThere's nowhere it can run to, with no concept of run-offHunted and haunted it lies there in great gulps.No drains, no gain.This town,This town in the rain.