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All or Nothing Rain


Artist: Stanley Milbrath & Biroid Magic
Key Signature:
Time Signature: 4/4
Artist's Description
This is the topic of the day song. I have many songs and am interested in an artist making my songs into their own style. If an artist wants to make an entire album of my songs and having success, I would be interested in a royalty setup too. You can make yourself a success!

Genre(s): Country, Alternative Country, General Country, Contemporary Folk, Folk Rock
Mood(s): Anthemic, Determined, Meditative, Tension
Style(s): Alternative, Ballad
Tempo: Mid Tempo
Language(s): English
Instrument(s): Drums,Guitar-Electric
Vocal Type(s): AI Vocals
File Type: MP3

* Audio may contain AI generated content
All or Nothing RainDigital Download:$0.99
Standard License:$80.00
Extended License:$100.00
It’s all or nothing rain,
All or nothing sun,
All or nothing wind,
All or nothing heat,
All or nothing fire,
All or nothing pain.
Everything to lose,
And nothing to gain,
It’s an all or nothing rain.

Irony of ironies,
When dinosaurs roamed the earth,
They’re now gone,
While we still give birth.
We still don’t seem to get it,
Black gold is our worth.

Their fossils are the aftermath,
Long gone and extinct.
They get the last laugh,
Putting us on the brink,
Of our own demise.
How far can we sink?

It was a beautiful day
Until the rain came.
It won’t stop
Mother Nature gets the blame.
It’s a 500-year rain,
It’ll never happen the same again…

Well, time goes fast,
It’s a thousand years already,
At least when it rains.
It comes fast and plenty,
We didn’t see it coming,
It rains fast and steady.

We were told this will happen,
Is science pure and good?
Mother Nature is angry,
She can’t be misunderstood.
We feel her rage and fury,
As we knew she would.

Knock me over with a feather,
Pound my head with lead.
This is the biggest hurricane,
The weatherman said.
Smoke comes thick on a clear day,
And the sun pounds my head.

It’s Mother Nature’s pain,
It’s not a “one and done”,
It’s too late to begin,
We can’t cool the sun,
It’s too late to put out the fire,
It’s too late to say, “we’ve won”.

We are the Masters,
The weather is our servant.
Or is it the other way around?
And we deserve it.
Burn baby burn,
How could we refuse it?

Someday there will be no help,
It’s cut by waste and abuse.
Fraud is the people,
Who thought ‘hoax’ and ‘ruse’.
How could it happen?
No one dared to refuse.

It’s all or nothing rain,
All or nothing sun,
All or nothing wind,
All or nothing heat,
All or nothing fire,
All or nothing pain.
Everything to lose,
And nothing to gain,
It’s an all or nothing rain.
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