Hurrah! The Sun Shines Here
Woke up to the smell of fresh cut grass
Jangiling guitars in my ears
The things that I thought were impossible
Are somehow becoming quite real
Becoming quite real
It may be raining where you are
The skies may not seem very clear
But the sun it shines here
Suddenly things started moving
And all of my enemies have looked round
They're wanting to see me too badly
They want to rub my face in the ground
My face in the ground
May be raining
But who cares anyway
Somehow those clouds disappear
And the sun it shines here
