No one pays attention, when I want attention
No one hits on me, when I want to be hit on
No one keeps me laughing, when I want a comedy
All it ever does is rain on major holidays
No one looks at fashion the way I look at fashion
Ain't no white fayva boots, or aqua net in my hair
When I try to call you on the telephone
Always getting' bad reception, I ain't even stoned
(chorus)
All the clouds come out on independence day
Little boy, don't cry, the wind will blow them all away
All the clouds come out on independence day