# nothing seems to fit # those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling # so ijust did me some talking to the sun and i said, # i didn t like the way he got things done, sleeping on the job # those raindrops falling on my head, they keep falling # because i m free, nothing s worrying me.# we would like to play a b0 diddly number. i play the drums for keith and mick. i don t play them for me.