I wonder what it's like to be a king?nIt was these words that she replied to himnIn return to his questioning the rainnAs the sun soaked the face of crazy Jane nShe closed her eyes and asked him for a grapenBut all he had were olives ever since the rapenJohnson check the weather man I think it's gonna rainnTell me again how long it's been since we went insane?nnJillian liked to keep her baby closenJack could never understand why his kids were so morosenThey live in the nineties and it's ashes in the rainnMama can you help me cause they're picking at my brain?nnHe's blacker than a monkey swinging on the midnight treenAs he cackles when his daughter says, the kids are mean to me.nI do believe that I can finally see the rainnThe politics of difference, man this shit is all the samennThe kids put on a porno and they ask if they can watchnThen the First Lady comes on the news and says kids, don't touch.nWe take a closer look and are those bombs or is that rain?nThe vultures got to me just before you camennSo John and Jane raise Jack and Jill just like they had hopednWatching black and white TV and bumming all their smokesnnThey'll wash their hair in gasoline and then they'll rinse it in the rainnThe king gets what he pays for when he's on the gravy train...nMama can you help me because they're picking at my brain?nn