Rain Fall Down - The Rolling Stones

It was a filthy block of flats, trash was on the floor

A stink was in my nose, hinges off the doors

She took me in her room, all was spic and span

Fixed me up a drink, turned down all the lamps

And the rain fell down

On the cold, hard ground

And the phone kept ringing

And we made sweet love

Why do we live in this strange grey town?

They build it up and let it all fall down

Feel like we're living in a battleground

Everybody's jazzed

Why do we live in this strange grey town?

The paint is peeling and the sky turned brown

The bankers are wankers, every Thursday night

They just vomit on that ground

And the rain fell down

On the cold, grey town

And the phone kept ringing

And we made sweet love

And we made sweet love

Everybody's dreaming

Everybody's scheming

Watching the rain fall down

She cooked me up some eggs, then she made some tea

Kissed me on the cheek and I turned on her TV

It was all the usual crap, all the usual sleaze

For ten thousand quid, some bimbo spilled the beans, yeah

And the rain fell down

On the cold, wet town

And the phone kept ringing

And we made sweet love

And we made sweet love

Yeah, and the rain fell down

And we made, and we made

And we made sweet love, yeah

And the phone kept, and the phone kept ringing

Yeah, mmm, ah, yeah

And the phone kept ringing

The phone kept ringing, yeah

And the rain (Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain)