April, I can hear your anger a-marching

Here it comes again

And the flowers will forgive your rage and your barking

Here it comes again

The grass is dying, and the water comes to revive it

Here it comes again

The great whisper across the plains gives to thunder

Here it comes again

There's a tree line somewhere, nobody knows

We've been pining, and now we're soaked to the bone

We've been pining, and now we want to go home

It's the devil we know

Ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh

Lower the curtain, let the rain come down like a spirit

Let it hit the ground

Come the memories, come the shivering cold, let the rain fall

It's the devil we know

It's the devil we know

It's the devil we know