| Song | Hailstones |
| Artist | The Tiger Lillies |
| Album | Plague Songs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| On the first day in my tin shack | |
| I took cocaine and I took crack | |
| And I heard the hailstones falling down | |
| And in those hailstones I drown | |
| On the second day in my shack of tin | |
| I took angel dust and heroin | |
| And the hailstones I heard them fall | |
| I thought I heard God call | |
| And the hailstones | |
| On the third day in my house of tin | |
| I took strychnine | |
| On the fourth day in my tin home | |
| I made a chapel all alone | |
| By crucifixes I did lie | |
| Then I heard a voice cry | |
| And the hailstones | |
| On the fifth day in my home of tin | |
| A voice came from within | |
| Outside the hailstones did fall | |
| It wasn’t God who did call | |
| And the hailstones | |
| And on the sixth day in my tin home | |
| I died all alone | |
| On the seventh day | |
| Hailstones heavy as lead beat me | |
| Till I was dead |
| On the first day in my tin shack | |
| I took cocaine and I took crack | |
| And I heard the hailstones falling down | |
| And in those hailstones I drown | |
| On the second day in my shack of tin | |
| I took angel dust and heroin | |
| And the hailstones I heard them fall | |
| I thought I heard God call | |
| And the hailstones | |
| On the third day in my house of tin | |
| I took strychnine | |
| On the fourth day in my tin home | |
| I made a chapel all alone | |
| By crucifixes I did lie | |
| Then I heard a voice cry | |
| And the hailstones | |
| On the fifth day in my home of tin | |
| A voice came from within | |
| Outside the hailstones did fall | |
| It wasn' t God who did call | |
| And the hailstones | |
| And on the sixth day in my tin home | |
| I died all alone | |
| On the seventh day | |
| Hailstones heavy as lead beat me | |
| Till I was dead |
| On the first day in my tin shack | |
| I took cocaine and I took crack | |
| And I heard the hailstones falling down | |
| And in those hailstones I drown | |
| On the second day in my shack of tin | |
| I took angel dust and heroin | |
| And the hailstones I heard them fall | |
| I thought I heard God call | |
| And the hailstones | |
| On the third day in my house of tin | |
| I took strychnine | |
| On the fourth day in my tin home | |
| I made a chapel all alone | |
| By crucifixes I did lie | |
| Then I heard a voice cry | |
| And the hailstones | |
| On the fifth day in my home of tin | |
| A voice came from within | |
| Outside the hailstones did fall | |
| It wasn' t God who did call | |
| And the hailstones | |
| And on the sixth day in my tin home | |
| I died all alone | |
| On the seventh day | |
| Hailstones heavy as lead beat me | |
| Till I was dead |