CHORUS:
Slip sliding away,
Slip sliding.
Because of this endless inundation,
The more that's slip slidin' away.

Much of the land
In many of these towns
Has seen mud splashin', houses crashin',
Seen it comin' down
There's much dolor, yes,
Many live in fear,
If they keep getting doused by this showering
That their framed houses will disappear.

CHORUS

Each day it worsens--
Rain runs, rills rife.
And what were once roads become sluices
That can take your life.
We say, a good day
Would mean no rain
We say, a bad day's driving the road bed,
And your car goes right down the drain.

CHORUS

We're like old man Noah--
Ain't seen the sun,
Though technically we're past the season
For inundation.
Those are long-gone days
When there's no rain.
Into my cellar water's seeping
While I am dreaming about an arid plain.

CHORUS

Soggy, my clothes,
Sopped, my divan.
The inundation's unassailable
Though the portal's dammed.
The door's sandbagged,
Deflecting just spray.
It's no levee; I ride the high tide:
With the rip I slip slide away.

Slip sliding away,
Rip-tiding away.
Because of this endless inundation
That pours, I'm rip-tiding away.