Monday, March 19, 2018

Don't Tell Me It's Raining


Five (!) stanzas and counting on another T. Milton Hochman original. All rights and responsibilities reserved. In the key of C.

Don't Tell Me It's Raining

Refrain 1
                                           G7
Don't gimme decaffeinated coffee
                                                     C
no low-calorie sugar-free "less is more"
                                          G7
and don't you offer me no soft drink
                                                         C
what the hell you think I'm drinkin' for?
                                            F7
Don't emphasize how I can trust you
                                                  C
when you lied and said it was a fact
                                               G7
and don't you tell me that it's raining
                                           C          
when you're pissing on my back

Solo Breaks

Refrain 2
                                  G7
Atmpospheric cognoscenti
                               C
unequivocally hesitate
                       G7
to meteorologically
                                  C
prognosticate precipitate
                                             F7
But I don't need no Doppler radar
                                                 C
because there ain't no storm to track
                                             G7
So don't you tell me that it's raining
                                           C          
when you're pissing on my back

Solo Breaks

Refrain 3
                                            G7
Just lay and egg so you can beat it
                                     C
if you don't like my attitude
                                       G7
Just 'cause I call it like I see it
                                                   C
don't mean I'm cruel or that I'm rude
                                                F7
When something subtle needs explainin'
                                            C
I choose my words to be exact
                                             G7
so don't you tell me that it's raining
                                           C          
when you're pissing on my back

Went with my baby to a party
Maybe a pretty girl's tongue did slip
I said "Baby, baby, I'm so sorry!
It was just a kiss, and just the tip"
My baby turned around and smacked me
and pain made plain the punch she packed
Sh'said "Don't you tell me that it's rainin'
or I'll flat knock on your ass!"

But I can't account for contradictions
Religious freedom, Brooklyn queens
Government probes into corruption
Puttin' out a fire with gasoline
Bein' satisfied with just complaining
like blowin' smoke back down the stack
So don't you tell me that it's rainin'
when you're pissing on my back