The Builders And The Butchers - The Rain

And the rain, rain, rain
it fell from the sky like scissors
And the snow's fallin' out like broken teeth

I ride a prison train
away in iron chains
and the darkness came upon me on that day

when your time is up and you go up to the trophy in the sky
and there's a million others aimin' for the prize
on the day that you arrive
you hang your head and cry
Saint Peter's hanging 'no vacancy' signs

And the rain, rain, rain
it fell from the sky like scissors
And the snow's fallin out like God's false teeth

I ride a prison train
away in iron chains
and the darkness came upon me on that day

well there is a place below the earth
where the doors they never close
and there's a fire in the floor and wall and ceiling
oh, there'll always be a place
they'll always make some space
for the flock of sheep that heaven turned away

and I heard the devil say,
oh I heard the devil say:

well you can try to build a heaven upon the earth
no matter what it costs, no matter what it's worth
well I'm coming down to stake my little claim
I'll be coming with a suit and a tie and a name