From the recording No. 5
Lyrics
Hot rain in Houston
(Man, its) really coming down
People run for cover
Not much cover to be found
I hear thunder in the clouds
They're sending out the call
If I fall don’t catch me
Don’t catch me if I fall
The bankers all are nervous
Price of oil’s getting low
And they’re going door to door
Callin’ in the loans
Well, hello, you gave me something
But I think I spent it all
So if I fall don’t catch me
Mister, please don’t catch me if I fall
Underneath these party hats
We’re naked as can be
But you’re dancing
...just like New Year’s eve
So let’s count down to midnight
And when they drop the ball
If I fall don’t catch me
Don’t catch me if I fall