Storms will come. This I know for sure.
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
I only wanted 2 see u laughing in the purple rain.
Baby, the rain must fall. Baby, the wind must blow.
Who'll stop the rain?
The candy man. The candy man can.
I want candy!
lips like sugar.
Candy girl! You are my world.
we are the World.
We are the children.
And I believe the children are our future.
And that their/our future's so bright we gotta wear shades.
So bright that we even wear our sunglasses at night.
Even on this rainy night in Georgia. (In fact, I believe it's raining all over the world.)
A belated congratulations to Jon & FAQ Girl, for whose sake Mr. Deejay should stop thinking he might as well be dead. Just keep telling yourself, "The weather's fine."