Everybody' tired and wasted Unsatisfied and pale like d**h No one looks like all the models Of h&m the mood is bad Sometimes you can hear some laughter But when you look a bit too close You see all these happy people Have a white line underneath their nose All this wouldn't be so bad If it wasn't raining all the time Six weeks a month of pms The undertaker's doin' fine Everybody's waiting for the sun Everybody's waiting for the sun Rain and taxes and no prozac Tell me, where's the fun Space is tight under the bridges Booze is cheap and soon you'll find Nothing bad to see in your life But you're not happy, you're just blind And the very happy few Who still got a job to do Work a hundred hours a week Until they get fired, too Depression is that one disease We all have, and aching knees But thanks to tv we can handle Our suicidal tendencies Everybody's waiting for the sun Everybody's waiting for the sun Rain and taxes and no prozac Tell me, where's the fun Everybody's waiting for the sun Everybody's waiting for the sun Rain and taxes and no prozac Tell me, where's the fun When your car is old and dirty The police think that you smoke pot When it's nice and clean just hide it To make sure you won't get robbed Everybody's waiting for the sun Everybody's waiting for the sun Rain and taxes and no prozac Tell me, where's the fun Everybody's waiting for the sun Everybody's waiting for the sun All the millionaires are cryin' Money is on the run Everybody's waiting for the sun