Alcoholic Weatherman

Alcoholic Weatherman
(E. Valls)

Yep!

Clad in his black
Umbrella uniform
Leaning out for some fresh air

Holding a fag
Down his long rubber face;
But never stopped the rain out there

Kinky weatherman

Booze up your hands
Get horny by pain
What about to snort some rain?

Clad in his black
Umbrella uniform
Leaning out for some fresh air

Hail the hail police
The gale is right out of control
The stormy lady maybe
Threw her diamonds off shore

Stick your bullets up your ass
They come to pick your snowy nose

Big filthy clouds,
Are leading his way
Hard rain ain’t no isolation

Clad in his black
Umbrella uniform
But never stopped the rain out there!

Kinky weatherman

Clad in his black
Umbrella uniform
But never stopped the rain out there!

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