It never rains but it pours on a sleepy town north of New York
It's an old, old score, it's a cold, cold world
How we gloat at others misfortune, a nation of reptiles given to nothing
It's an old, old score, it's a cold, cold world
Tainted, you could say but never frightened
For it is not in my nature I was born of stronger stuff
Lies and deceit will never be enough, it's just cause and effect
Effect and frustration that leads to desperation
And eventual separation, it's an old, old score
La la la la la la la
It never rains, a nation of reptiles given to nothing
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