Counting Crows — 40 Years

[Verse 1] I was born in the jungle The sickening smell of cinnamon in the air I was born in a white hole And I can't believe the colors here today Stalk on a circle Well, I've never been blessed with elephant's memory I'm riding a red line nowhere [Chorus] If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for If it takes 40 years, I'll put the money away If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need, sir If it takes 40 years, I'll walk the thunder and the rain [Verse 2] I was born in a good home Where the rising cost of raising children Was not a factor And you can't believe the things it does to me I'm filled with the white noise Well, I never did much of anything anyway Jump on a big train nowhere [Chorus] [Verse 3] I wanna buy me a good heart, and a conscience And maybe raise some children I wanna get me a good wife And a garden, garden, garden, garden Wanna start me a new life with a six foot color television Wanna start me a new life somewhere Well, I was born on a warm night On the right coast of southeastern America Dead on arrival But you can't believe the things you hear today I'll fly me a white plane over water Over blue and green And land in the ocean somewhere [Chorus] I'll walk that rain C'mon now, give me the thunder Give me the thunder I want that rain I want the thunder and the rain