It looks like it's gon' rain again
And I ain't complainin', friend
It came and went five times 'fore the day was spent
So let it pour away
Who needs the sun's gorgeous rays?
I'm busy savin' cents to pay the rent so I can afford to stay
Got a one bedroom box that I slave away for
Maybe I can get new socks if I save up way more and refrain from remainin' poor
And avoid brand names and chain stores
Man, the stress can test the heartbeat
You can't even hardly park free
The meter charge fees harshly
But I gotta admit the art speaks smartly
From the large trees to the dim light at midnight in dark streets
I'm even told the stars sleep above a smoggy sky
The sun beams got me wry
Thawin' my groggy eyes
I thought I'd walk but forgot my fob and my lobby's locked
A man I often spot softly talks, "got change, please, man?"
Yeah, he wants free pot
God save the Queen fast from snobby moms in coffee shops
The blonde gave a mean glance to the cashier before she snapped like a hockey shot
I'm glad I clean glass even if people stop and watch with lots of obnoxious gawks
I see past the greased handprints and glimpse green grass and the mountain's rocky tops
It cannot be topped
But to be honest I'm probably off to Edmonton when it's all said and done
We went from being nickel and dime'd
To being ripped from our vines with a sickle and knife
I gotta get what I'm missin' from life
Make the plan smoother
It's not simple or nice
But it looks like the right maneuver
So, goodnight, Vancouver