I don't want to drag this more into the discussion than I already have When the sins of my father weigh down in my soul And the pain of my mother will not let me go Well I know they can come fire from the sky To refine the purest of gains And even though I know this fire brings me pain And even so, I'm just the same Make it rain, make it rain down low Make it rain, oh, make it rain Make it rain, make it rain down low Make it rain, oh, make it rain And let the clouds fill with thunderous applause And let lightning be the phase And fill the sky with all that fake control When it's time to make a change Make it rain, oh, make it rain Make it rain, oh, make it rain Make it rain, make it rain Make it rain, oh, make it rain Make it rain, make it rain