(Right On) Thru - L7
Well I hate the rain when I drive
Right on thru
Cuz the windows r'all broken on my 455
Right on thru
It don't rain much but when it do
Right on thru
The dirty ole rain comes right on thru
Thru you
Right on thru
Thru you
I had some pigeons living on my ledge
Right on thru
Dirty winged rats living on the edge
Right on thru
I keep the window shut
Before we're screwed
Right on thru
The pigeon sh*t seaps right on thru
Thru you
Right on thru
Thru you
Well you built your house made out of lead
Right on thru
It keeps out the things that you dread
Right on thru
Oh it don't matter where you hide
Right on thru
Because reality always crashes inside
Right on thru
Thru you
Right on thru
Thru you
