Standing in the Rain

well it's another time to

bring the children into this crazy world

and who will understand me

standing in the rain?

and who can say that I'm a fool and who

can say that I'm a superstar

for no one is to blame that the time has come

the children will be born

while I am watching nothings on T.V.

oh it is such a drag

to move day after day

but who can save the time which takes away

the pain

and nine to five is all you've got

not a single day for fun

but the children will be born into this madness

the red light is still flashing down the corridor

with inevitable splashes

of paint flowing down the walls

I dreamt I was aboard the ship

that sailed across the sea

and it was named - it had no name

but the time has come to

bring the children into this crazy world

for no one is to blame

and I'm still standing in the rain

and I watch my cigarette getting wet

well the time has come new generation's due to come

around the splashes of the paint in triangles of

these narrow lanes

so it's another time to

bring the children into this crazy world

and no one gets the whole idea of

standing in the rain

while I am standing in the rain

and try to hide my pain