[Verse 1] It’s raining tacos From out of the sky Tacos don’t need To ever ask why
Soft little shells Falling in lines Cheese on my shoes Beans in my eyes (hey!)
[Chorus] It’s raining tacos Open your mouth and wide It’s raining tacos Taste the salsa tide
Lettuce confetti Guac on my shirt It’s raining tacos Best kind of weather on earth
[Verse 2] Crunch on the sidewalk Sizzle in the air Sour cream clouds Everywhere
Hold out your hands Catch what you can One for the road Two for the pan (oh yeah)
[Chorus] It’s raining tacos Open your mouth and wide It’s raining tacos Taste the salsa tide
Lettuce confetti Guac on my shirt It’s raining tacos Best kind of weather on earth
Стиль музыки
Bouncy kids-pop track, bright synths and ukulele strums over a simple four-on-the-floor kick and handclaps. Female vocals, super playful and upfront, with stacked gang shouts on the hook. Toy piano and whistle hooks between sections; everything mixed shiny and loud for singalong energy.