Manchester airport quarter to five
Not a cloud in the sky
It's good to be home
The keys and surf the good life

I gave up to a porcupine
And to my surprise
It's going fine

It was terrifying
But ultimately safe
Like a butterfly on your neck
That's enough similes
Who am I, Jonathan Steinbeck?
We'll have a wedding tropical style
And a reception on the

It never rains
It never rains
In Manchester
Just like you never break my

I was smacked by ligh tning
When I was fourteen
But I've been fucking mint since
I hug that memory like a friend at a funeral who I don't even miss
Things are looking peachy above
'cause in the city of

It never rains
It never rains
In Manchester
Just like you never break my
Just like you never break my
Just like you never break my

Look at this
It's raining
Should we call a meterologist or something
Cause I couldn't a guessed this in a million years
It's coming down now man
Hey Look at that puddle
You tell me that this isn't drizzle man
This is, it's coming down
This is cats and dogs man

Feels so good
Feels so good
I think it feels so good
I think it feels so good
Cause it had to happen some day