A storm coming up, coming fast I do try not to complain Try not to become insane Every single day you are struggling Always hear some good advice My favourite feelings: thirst and hunger Headache, headache, headache rising Throat's getting dry in the pouring rain Sun's coming out, still feel the same If you need help, be it night or day Ramshackle sweetheart, I am on my way Rain, showers, fog and storm Black dog strolling by, hungry for bad thoughts only Grumbling, naked Be yourself That's what people keep on telling you And you are forced to react And to scan your options in a world of open mics Same old thing, the phantom power's off And they can't hear you even if they were willing to, oh boy Throat's getting dry in the pouring rain Sun's coming out, still feel the same If you need help, be it night or day Ramshackle sweetheart, I am on my way