Look at you Look at me Look at all the things that we see We ain’t deaf It’s raining in the house We’re not blind You should surely seek raining pouring And you should surely find Still ain’t got no cash Got no job I ain’t no yob She ain’t no slob Say she look good She said so do I Still there’s nothing to gain unless we try Still it is raining in the house Through a hole in the roof Look it ain’t no lie It’s the truth It’s raining down here on you what the hell do we do for some it's hell we twist and turn in the bed