Rain Maker

So you want to be a friend of mine

You said you're a groove shaker

but you need a map to be right

I think you're a loose fake

Behind your mind, I step inside

crop hill, waiting me

You must believe in the rain maker

let me hear when you bang a gong

you said you're a move maker

but you need a hand to be right

I think you're a hook face

I see you rise on the hill

wanting me again

but I'll get the train later

you come down and tell me what is like

you said you're the moon taker

but your lies can't hide that you're blind

I think you're a tune lag