Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wind And Rains Is Cold, artist - Sarah SmithDate of issue: 21.02.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wind And Rains Is Cold |
| Wimping out for baby god |
| No grudge nothing not even fear |
| Only he was a lamb |
| Nurse his hate hand he cut it on a jag |
| Oh spotty Sallys army |
| All win they dared all sayed 'yeah' |
| Dashed back calling out alarms |
| Enough to wake the dead Freds |
| Dead Freds |
| With their hair waving all lazy and soft |
| Like meadow grass under the flood |
| Rains cold and the wind blows |
| All the rains is cold |
| All the rains is cold |
| Best thing gone did ever have |
| It was a good boy not bad |
| With whole body just a-quivering |
| With cleanliness |
| Hate hand take the soul through drizzle ditch |
| And the wormy garden vegetable garden bitch |
| Hide your hate hand in your secret place |
| Your hate hand hide your hand |
| Now you remember children |
| How blessed are the pure in heart |
| Want me to take 'em up and wash 'em good? |
| Them dead good? |
| Like the only fish in the river |
| Not safe 'cos they all had stones |
| All had stones |
| With rains cold and the wind blows |
| All the rains is cold |
| Hide your hair it’s waving all lazy and soft |
| Like meadow grass under the flood |
| Rains cold and the wind blows |
| All the rains is cold |