Why's it have to rain?
by Steven Clotzman

T’was late last night I was awaken by a ring
When I picked up the phone, a familiar voice began to sing. . .
It said why’s it have to rain, why’s it have to rain on me?
Don’t I always work hard and always make time to believe?

Tried to get back to sleep but my mind had overreached
Picked a book of Shakespeare, Hamlet was making speech
He said why’s it have to rain, why’s it have to rain on me?
Don’t I always work hard and always make time to believe?

I was flipping through the channels to check out the scores
When suddenly came flash from the screen
It said somewhere in Washington a man had ripped his drawers
We’re going now live to the scene

You hear it from Presidents and movie stars, even my dog’s fleas
And the guy who makes a million just to look at strike three
They say why’s it have to rain, why’s it have to rain on me?
Don’t I always work hard and always make time to believe?


They privatized the air, the land, and all the oceans blue
But the judge says, “Corporations son, are just people too.”
Who say why’s it have to rain, why’s it have to rain on me?
Don’t I always work hard and always make time to believe?

Einstein, DiMaggio, and all the kings of Spain
They can tell you it’s a hell of dream
But hearing Uncle Joe too singing this refrain
Made me realize it’s not what it seems

They say it’s written in the book and on the tea leaves
Even the anointed ones are singing this plea
They say why’s it have to rain, why’s it have to rain on me?
Don’t I always work hard and always make time to believe?


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