And frozen tears on my tin roofnTumble from the skynAnd sweet summer rainnLike rocks from mountain topsnFall from fiery eyesnAnd on the ground we cry mercynHave mercy on usnHave mercy from abovennI ran to the god of rock and rollnTo fill my empty soulnBut I’m empty stillnAnd into the arms of cocainenTo stimulate my brainnBut I’m bored to tearsnAnd why have I searchednTo the ends of the earthnWhen the answer was at homenWell I knew whats rightnBut I wasn’t satisfiednUntil I tried each one that’s wrongnnAnd that’s why,nFrozen tears on my tin roofnTumble from the skynAnd sweet summer rainnLike rocks from mountain topsnFall from fiery eyesnnAnd on the ground we cry mercynHave mercy on usnHave mercy from abovenAnd on the ground we cry mercynHave mercy on usnHave mercy from above