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Hatful Of Rain (Live At The Town & Country Club, London/ 1993) - Del Amitri
Love hearts on an old stone building
Have no relevance now
And sherry bottles in a bus-stop litter bin
Remind me of you somehow
You look so young it's frightening
Life's been good to you
But strike me down with bolts of lightning
If I wasn't good to you too
Throw me away throw me away again
Cos I don't mind I'm still satisfied
With just a hatful of rain
Merry widows in stock gloss magazines
Dumbstruck open their mouths
And out comes some old jackpot philosophy
Everything must pay somehow
And I've heard you say that he just works for me
Doing things that you can't do
But grease my palms with a hatful of currencies
I don't belong to you
Throw me away throw me away again
Cos I don't mind I'm still satisfied
With just a hatful of rain
Yeah I don't mind I'm still satisfied
With just a hatful of rain
Rain I'm still satisfied
Rain I'm still I'm still satisfied yeah
I'm still satisfied
I'm still satisfied