Rainbow

Progress reaches down from the sky

Dropping bins and couches on the curb outside

Please don't take my love away!

My home from me today!

We'll spend the weekend filling the holes

And caulking the cracks that stretch across the ceiling

While the economic disaster destroys all the color and life

As it slowly moves southeast and I'm like a magnet pulling the storm

Oh, where can I move when it always finds me?

Where else can I stay?

There's a storm cloud pissing rainbows

On the cubes that blossomed on our old street

As the vultures walk the power lines

They're looking for something to eat

They wanna hear us scream

"We ain't got no money, we ain't got no money!

You got me!

Please don't take my love away!

My home from me today!"