[Verse] Raining mixed pickles from the sky Greasy raindrops catching my eye Sour tang and salty delight Dancing in the golden streetlight [Chorus] Pickles falling down from above In this weird storm I found my love Crunchy bites melting on my tongue Under pickle rain I feel so young [Verse 2] Sprinkled brine upon my face In this rain I found my grace Vinegar dreams in every drop In this storm I'll never stop [Bridge] Twirling through this zesty shower Every minute feels like an hour Laughing in the briny rain Gherkin clouds keep me sane [Chorus] Pickles falling down from above In this weird storm I found my love Crunchy bites melting on my tongue Under pickle rain I feel so young [Outro] It's raining pickles, pickles, but what about olives or cucumbers or sprouts And apples, apples, apples, I want apples!