Theres a thunder storm a brewin And the day is turning gray There aint much to say about the weather The shower stall is leakin And the ceilings fallin in And Im getting twenty bills to every letter
Ive got to move myself out to the country Im lookin out for any place at all Im gonna spend another fall in philadelphia
A roving band of youths beat up on johnny Everybodys gettin richer sellin that dope Say, the stolen bikes are gathering by the thousands Along with seven million people without a hope
I guess I have to face the fact as real I think I feel my back up against the wall Im gonna spend another fall in philadelphia More from Hall & Oates