[intro - sounds like pulsing, bending middle eastern deep desert-like music with interesting arrangement for kick and snare to bounce inbetween the tablas and sitars dancing a slow raga] [Verse 1] I bet you don't like the sunshine I bet you don't like the rain I hope someday soon you realize You've got to learn to love the pain (Don't make me say it again-now-) [Verse 2] I betyou don't like the winter I bet you don't like the fall I bet you don't like the summer or the springtime In fact , you don't like anything at all (they say that I've got the gall) [Chorus] But it's you Who gets bruised By the sundown It's new How the clues Come confused, now! [post chorus] I'll bet you - You feel a little misused?? I bet you Thought you're the one who would choose? (sorry-to-break-it-to-you) [Verse 3] I guess you don't like me waiting? ("...Guess ...") You do not EVER like this haze I hope someday soon, materialized Wipe away those smiles again (I guess I have to prove it) [Chorus] But it's you Who gets bruised By the sundown and It's new How the clues Come confused, now! [post chorus] I'll bet you - You feel a little abused?? Yeah-I-bet-you-do-cause [just guitar, sitar, tablas and vocals] [Verse 1] I bet you don't like the sunshine I bet you don't like the rain I hope someday soon you realize You've got to learn to love the pain [slows as spoken delivery finishes song] "Don't make me say it again.............." (ends breatheless holding the last note 4 seconds) [end]
