There's thunder in the air I could waste myself 
I don't feel too concerned about my state of health
It's too bloody hot for self denial
I won't resist, I couldn't if I tried
All the other boys are being good as gold
They're talking to the girls that work the telephones
But I can't think of any reason I could ring one
I've got this funny feeling I can't put my finger on
I wish it would rain...

If I could put the cure to this heatwave illness
Make it pour with rain until it washed away the buildings
Climb up on the roof and get saturated
Wash away this sweat in the dirty city rain
Animal behaviour on Noah's Arc
Animal behaviour on a wooden raft
Two of every creature - there's no particular reason
I've got this funny feeling I can't put my finger on
I wish it would rain...