I opened my eyes br And looked up at the rain br And it dripped into my head br And flowed into my brain br So pardon this wild crazy thing I just said br I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head. br I step very softly br I walk very slow br I can't do a hand-stand br Or I might overflow. br br And all I can hear as I lie in my bed br Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.