The Sun Shines Here - Hurrah!

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