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NO MORE RAINDROPS ON MY TONGUE

NO MORE RAINDROPS ON MY TONGUE

Sparrowsong it's raining outside...

Why aren't you out there catching rain drops on your tongue?

I was thinking that I probably shouldn't do that anymore...

Why not?

You loved doing that...

It might be in the clouds...

What might be in the clouds?

Pee...

Pee?

You know, tinkle tinkle...

What?

Think about it...

Moisture evaporates from the earth to the clouds...

Right?

Yes...

I was thinking about all the rain...

Oh no...

Sparrowsong you're not suggesting that there's pee in it are you?

​​​​​​Are more and more people peeing and pooping outside?

What?

They're working on making it drinkable too...

What have you been listening to?

People in California...

Sparrowsong do you really think the Governor or the police would allow that?

The police?

You haven't been paying attention have you?

They don't like funding the police...

You can get robbed and go to jail for defending yourself...

What?

Sparrowsong...

You're lying...

California is a beautiful State...

California wouldn't allow any of what you said...

They'd be in jail so fast their head would spin...

Next you'll probably tell me New York has rats the size of a cat...

You heard that too?

If you'll excuse me...

I'm going to write a song...

Da Day DaDa...

No more catching rain on my tongue...

It's raining pee...

Oh my God...

It's raining pee...

On people's heads, on their shoes, on their umbrellas...

Everywhere it's raining pee...

The pee goes up, the pee comes down...

Oh my God...

Pee pee everywhere...

Look at the cars just a floating...

Thank you very much...

Hope you enjoyed!

sparrowsong

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