Handouts in the Rain Songtext
von Paul Weller

You can talk about your neighbor
You can grab him by the collar
You can hurt him only if he hollers, "Let me go, let me go." But
We all know that′s old-fashioned and it can only lead to pain
Where we might end up on the corner taking handouts in the rain
You can kill your foreign brother
You can hurt him until he dies
You can kill him till he never asks you
Why you're on his land, you′re on his land
But we all know that's all over and that can only lead to blame
Where we might end up for our country taking handouts in the rain
You can trample on your sister
You can hurt her only if she cries You can hurt her only if she cares with
All her heart, with all her heart
But we all know she'd be a mother and that could only lead to shame
Where she might end up for her children taking handouts in the rain
Teach your children stories
You can fill them full of lies
You can make them all despise one another, one another
But when they all find out later and they call us by our rightful
Names and they send us shamefully
Toward age taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain