Hiding under covers pillow over head he's not coming out of his safe bed No matter how close I hold him or sing his praise there's a big black cloud inside him and it's had it's way Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day looking for something that's gonna make the world a nicer place Doesn't feel like talking no desire to eat he's too busy boxing with his little joy thief though, all the clouds swirl above him like a giant Monet when he looks up he can't see them when he thinks in gray Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day looking for something that's gonna make the world a nicer place Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day He's so bone tired and stripped inside his muse has got away (so far away yeah) skin on skin is the medicine he'll just have to take now Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day looking for something that's gonna make the world a nicer place, yeah Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day looking for something that's gonna make the world a nicer, smoother, kinder, lovelier, lighter, oh-so-happy-wonderful place yeah, he's looking for a Prozac DayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
