I´m looking out of the window

See the sky is turning grey

Don´t know why it´s happening

But tomorrow is the day after today



Turn around, yes my friend

Keep on watching the sky

When I ask for the reason

They can´t tell me why



We pay for this, we pay for that,

We pump it out and it feels so schitzofrein

You try to control it and make it your way

But you never ever gonna stop the rain



I´ve been searching for a long long time



The stuff we get back is the stuff that we dump

The problem never was the rain

But we let it be, we even don´t care

It feels that we are eating our own brains



The acid rains will kill