Lyrics

There?s a place in northeastern B.C.
126 miles away from Dawson Creek
I pull off of the road and say a little prayer
The radio say Jedney, my gut says don?t you dare

Where the mud?s like slop and you?d better not stop - Bubbles in the rain
And the further you go well the better you know about ? Bubbles in the rain
When you?re starting to slide and you can feel it inside ? Bubbles in the rain, we meet again



I wake up at the camp on Hollman Road
This 8 x 12 cage in cell block 3 is my abode
Shower with some strangers, then I?ll hit the kitchen
I look outside, it?s raining and I know there?ll be some bitchin?

Where the mud?s like slop and you?d better not stop - Bubbles in the rain
And the further you go well the better you know about ? Bubbles in the rain
When you?re starting to slide and you can feel it inside ? Bubbles in the rain
When there?s nothing to lose and you?re caught in a groove ?Bubbles in the rain, we meet again



I got to bed in the camp on Hollman Road
This 8 x 12 cage in cell block 3 still my abode
In my dreams it?s the only place
Where the rain in Bubbles doesn?t drip upon my fucking face

Where the mud?s like slop and you?d better not stop - Bubbles in the rain
And the further you go well the better you know about ? Bubbles in the rain
When you?re starting to slide and you can feel it inside ? Bubbles in the rain
When there?s nothing to lose and you?re caught in a groove ? Bubbles in the rain
And the steeper the hill the deeper the thrill ? Bubbles in the rain, we meet again