Laundry Day Songtext

When she hung her laundry out to dry She squinted into a clear blue sky But the weather's changed and I know why Like bleach stains rain clouds roll on by Right as ruin the raindrops fell Big and fat as a homeroom spitball No time to try to get 'em all Bring in the underpants and overalls And left four sheets out on the line 'Cause even ghosts got to sleep sometime She saved one for the man who's dying I'm sure it weren't for the lack of trying Who can predict a hurricane Without a single drop of rain The wind is proud but the weather's vain And laundry day will never be the same The storm clouds came but it was too late then So they hung four sheets to the wind When it blows over she'll bring them in They were only gonna get dry again Now I don't want to give the impression That this was your typical tropical depression Some folks never seem to learn the lesson So might I make this suggestion I won't say anything's wrong A riddle's a riddle, a song's a song The summer heat, when hate is strong So can't we all just get along? Who can predict a hurricane Without a single drop of rain The wind is proud but the weather's vain The laundry day will never be the same Well who can predict a hurricane Without a single drop of rain The wind is proud but the weather's vain And laundry day will never be the same