Hall & Oates - "Fall in Philadelphia" lyrics

There's a thunder storm 'a brewin' And the day is turning gray And the ceiling's fallin' in The shower stall is leakin' There ain't much to say about the weather I've got to move myself out to the country And I'm getting twenty bills to every letter I'm lookin' out for any place at all I'm gonna spend another Fall In Philadelphia A roving band of youths beat up on Johnny Say, the stolen bikes are gathering by the thousands Everybody's gettin' richer sellin' that dope Along with seven million people without a hope I think I feel my back up against the wall I guess I have to face the fact as real I'm gonna spend another Fall In Philadelphia