I don't give a damn about your punk ass rain
It just falls and falls and falls
I don't care about your day
Cuz it's yours, it's yours, it's yours
It's yours
The sky's a-crying on a Friday night
She's dancing above the light of day
Can't hear them saying, saying "come down, it's gonna rain"
The sun's a-smiling on a Saturday morning
She's too high to hear their warning yells
They're gonna buy and sell
And try and push on through the pain
I don't give a damn about your punk ass rain
It just falls and falls and falls
I don't care about your day
Cuz it's yours, it's yours, it's yours
It's yours
They built a ladder and they climbed up to her
Went on top and proudly threw her off
And she sang, and she sang as she falls, she falls
"I don't give a damn about your punk ass rain
It just falls and falls and falls
I don't care about your day
Cuz it's yours, it's yours, it's yours"