Kris Delmhorst - Weatherman (Kris Delmhorst) Тексты

I make a really bad umbrella just like I said I would
I'm full of holes and I do not stay put
So don't think I'm keeping you dry it just is not raining yet
When the clouds come to our sky we'll both be soaking wet

I make a really bad clothesline so don't pin your hopes on me
Do not try to tie me tree to tree (etcetera)
I make such a bad clothesline I would not pin nothing on me