Pit patter little raindrops keep falling on my window pane 
The city calling me out into the night
With promises of pleasures and sweet delight 
It's wrong 
It's oh so wrong 
But I want it 
To be right 
Now you got me walking on the sidewalk 
Talking, moving, looking 
Stopping 
Farting like a dog 
Barking 
Now the raindrops keep on landing on my face like spelter 
Each one branding me 
Showing me who I am 
...don't give a [bad word] .. 
Now you got me walking through the clubland again 
Looking through the smiles 
Each one a friend 
None a dem none a dem 
And this is 
Oh so 
Demanding 
Cause at night I have a million dreams and then I wake 
I pray the lord my soul to take 
Me away from this vanity 
From this e-fuelled 
Love and insanity 
It's so wrong 
It's so wrong it's so wrong 
But I want it 
To be right 
Now the day [bad word] 
And the party people start [bad word] home 
And if they'll miss 
Being all alone 
Leave me out to dry 
Hang me on for a line and I'll tell you no lie 
Too much pressure is sending me 
And the raindrops land on me 
Can't you see can't you see can't you see can't you see ? 
I'm going under 
I'm going under I'm going under 
And I can't turn round 
I'm going under 
I'm going down 
... 
Pit patter little raindrops keep falling on my window pane 
The morning calling me back to bed 
Hear what him said 
"You're going under and you can't turn round" 
... 
Each flake of life
Flowing through mi vein 
Mashing up mi brain 
Too much cocaine 
... 
Pit patter little raindrops keep falling on my window pane 
The night time calling me out into the city lights 
To wrong my rights 
million lights across the city burn bright 
Each one offering pleasure and delight 
It's wrong it's 
Oh 
So wrong 
But I want it 
Please be right 
Is it any wonder 
I'm going under 
I'm going under and I can't turn round