Making Rain - New York Dolls

Hate how the myth of separation

Really cast a spell on me Never missing one occasion

Of the infinite varieties of agony

Pass it down our borrowed anguish

Blasted joys and jubilant despair

Leave us crying out here to languish

Poor outcast, it’s too much to bear

Creating rain,

Making rain

It’s always raining here

Sometime, I need a little shove, yeah

Remind me of my providence

Learn to bear the beams of love, yeah

Mending my conflict with circumstance

Making rain, making rain,

its always raining here

Heart’s in pain, crying in the rain,

here comes that rain again

Exacerbations, excruciations

That’s the tears of things

Exacerbations, excruciations

Well, that’s the tears of things

Waiting in a railway station

In some godforsaken neighborhood

It’s as if my blood was dreaming

And resolved itself into melody

Making rain, here comes the rain,

hearts in pain, it’s always raining here

Creating rain, here comes the train,

making rain it’s always raining here

Yeah, making rain, making rain, it’s always raining here

Making rain, yeah the rain, it’s always raining here

Yeah, the rain

Yeah, the rain

Yeah, the rain

Yeah, the rain

Yeah, the rain

Here comes that rain again