Your words feel homesick
Watch them flounder in midair
How I wish that they'd never flown
Your costume is bedecked
Like the emperor's used clothes
And you worry such you wonder whether
Your head will explode
And it's hailing under your umbrella
But it's clearing overhead
Hail was written by Shayne Carter & Straitjacket Fits.
Hail was produced by Terry Moore.