Lucky boy playing in the yard
On the sidewalk where he sometimes draws
Chalk depictions of people he knew
Mom was pink and dad was blue
Then out came the clouds and the storms that would follow
To mess with what he had
Then all of his work was left tackled and hollow
So much for mom and dad
While the radio plays and the TV sets blare
While the traffic jams rise and the tempers all flare
While the football team wins and the stadium screams
While the movies premiere and the theater lights beam
There were silly cows on the old man's farm
Thinking that they're gonna be safe outdoors
But the sky had other plans
Man upstairs turned on his fans
Then the wind bearing down with its cruelest demeanor
Swept right to where they stood
The bitch sucked them up just like a vacuum cleaner
And took them out for good
While the postman delivers and the doctor takes out livers
While the new baby cries and the dying man withers
While the scientists study new species and forms
Everyone you know has his own storms
I don't want to go to work today
I'm sure I'll have to go to work anyway
So while I dine on leftover fish
I offer my solitary wish
That the rain turns to snow and the snow turns to hail
And falls to four feet deep
And then I'll have an excuse just to bail
Stay home and get some sleep
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