The Triffids - Raining Pleasure lyrics

Trail through the wilderness Dryest season known to us Think about you all the time Trail through the wilderness Dryest season known to us Dreamed I saw it all come down Dreamed I saw my pleasure raining down REFRAIN: Salty lips to taste Skin to touch Nothings matters very much In your arms it's a raining pleasure I believe it's raining pleasure Too little cash to much time to k** Buried alive in a shack on the side of a hill Hasn't raine for fifteen years Been three weeks I can't get through Phone is dead Baby is that you? REFRAIN