The Rain It Raineth

The rain it raineth on the just
And also on the unjust fella
But more upon the just because
The unjust steals the just's umbrella

The justly man is thus condemned
Attrition and a life of constant rain
The unjust man is not disturbed
For one man's loss another's natural gain

Oh woe, oh woe is he
Oh woe, oh woe is he, oh woe

The justly man will thus erode
And unjust men the world will overrun
There'll be no more of charity
And rainclouds shall pile up across the sun

Oh woe, oh woe is he
Oh woe, oh woe is he, oh woe



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Matthew Moor
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