Tolula - Weatherman Lyrics

Cloudy with a chance of rain
Cloudy with a chance of rain
Channel five ain't never lied
Dude on the screen
He knows the scene
He's making his predictions
Sunny with a chance of shine
He nails it every time
Better pack your awning with that strong metal spine
The winds gonna blow
And he already knows
Just what the weather brings
The rain's gonna come on down
Don't you dare to frown
He told ya before ya left ya house
He knows the rain
(The rain's his joint, the rain's his jam)
He knows the rain
Boy he ain't got no tab
Outside of the meteor lab
Such a sweet and naive lad
He would run stark raving mad
Drop of the hat, he goes bad
Catching you scantily clad
Rolling around with his comrades
Cuz that's your joint and that's your jam

You think a man so in tune
Could feel the impending gloom
That his baby's setting up
I guess a lady ain't like the rain
She inflicts way more pain
With her seemingly harmless hookups
Girl watch your slack
Cuz it will get back to your weatherman
He'll send the clouds
He'll send the booms
Better have rubber on your shoes
Cuz his lightnings coming for you
(It's his joint and it's his jam)
He knows the rain
(The rain's his joint, the rain's his jam)
He knows the rain
Boy he ain't got no tab
Outside of the meteor lab
Such a sweet and naive lad
He would run stark raving mad
Drop of the hat, he goes bad
Catching you scantily clad
Rolling around with his comrades
That ain't the joint, that ain't the jam
He knows the rain
(The rain's his joint, the rain's his jam)
He knows the rain
(The rain's his joint, the rain's his jam)
You know you'll be sorry when his rain ruins your parade, girl