Rain Drops Keep Falling On My Head (and some bird's poo poo too)

Rain drops keep falling on my head,
But that doesn't mean my eyes,
Will soon be turning red,
Crying not for me,
Cause I am never going to stop,
The rain by complaining

So I did just some talking to the sun,
And I said I didn't like the way,
He got the things done,
Sleeping on the job,
Those raindrops are falling on my head,
They keep falling

But there is one thing I know,
The blues that they send to meet me won't defeat me,
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops are falling on my head
And just like the guy,
Whose feet are too big for his bed,
Nothing seems to fit,
Those raindrops are falling on my head,
They keep falling

But I am free,
Nothing's worrying me,
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Rain drops keep falling on my head,
But that doesn't mean my eyes,
Will soon be turning red,
Crying not for me,
Cause I am never going to stop,
The rain by complaining

Because I am free,
Nothing's worrying me

PS:
Opt for Ben Folds Five's live version, it's much better.

PPS:
You'd be thinking about getting soaked in the rain too when you have to bloody stay in office till the wee hours on the first day of coming back to office after Raya holidays. What shit did I do in my previous life that I deserve this in this life, even Count Dracula is being punished as George Bush Jr (uglier, more coward and certainly a lot less intelligent), so I must be someone worse than Dracula in the previous life.

PPPS:
The headcount is 70+ now. Should be able to breach 100 by end of next week - to the goons who have not confirmed please contact Epit or Badut.