| What good is that happy lie?
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| All you wanted from the start was to cry, girl.
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| It looks like another fall.
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| Your friends they don’t seem to help at all.
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| Now, when you’re feeling kind of cold and small,
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| Just look up your rainy day man.
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| It does you no good to pretend, child.
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| You’ve made a hole much too big to mend.
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| And it looks like you lose again, my friend,
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| So go on home and look up your rainy day man.
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| Now rainy day man, he don’t like sunshine,
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| He don’t chase rainbows, he don’t need good times, no.
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| Grey days rolling, then you’ll see him,
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| I said empty feeling, Lord now you need him.
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| All those noble thoughts, they just don’t belong.
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| You can’t hide the truth with a happy song.
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| And since you knew where you stood all along,
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| Just go call up your rainy day man.
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| Now simple pleasures they all evade you,
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| Store-bought treasures,
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| Lord none can save you.
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| Look for signs to ease the pain,
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| I said ask again, go on and pray for rain.
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| It looks like another fall.
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| Your good friends they don’t seem to help at all.
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| Now, when you’re feeling kind of cold and small,
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| Just look up your rainy day man,
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| All I’m asking just to look up your rainy day man. |