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