Written by Kevin Bacon "Actually, I can, and do, and will continue to." KB He jack of all trades master of none Seen down the barrel of a teenagers gun Puts on his makeup in the a.m., pretends to cry, for that they pay him And his best friend held his head on the night they thought that he was dead On the dirty, dirty kitchen floor, but he ain't around much anymore He can't complain, he can't complain One look and there's no doubt, there's not a damn thing to complain about It's just a little rain, can't complain She run run run run run from the east She run run run run run to escape the beast Cuts her hair and change her name Into her life a child came Helped her escape her past, they all said it would not last But he took every bit of trust, and he ground it into dust But she can't complain, she can't complain She better get those tears off her face, if she wants to stay in this race It's just a little rain, she can't complain Here's a letter from my mom and dad Oh it's lovely here don't you dare be sad Maybe someday you'll see Greece, maybe someday you'll find peace It'll be the best damn birthday you ever had And I can't complain, I can't complain To complain would just be wrong, unless of course you count this song It's just a little rain, yeah just a little rain, I can't complain Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com