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.
| 1 | Radio Tokyo |
| 2 | Grant Park |
| 3 | Supernatural Blonde |
| 4 | Indie Queen |
| 5 | Katrina |
| 6 | I could change |
| 7 | Write It On Your Hand |
| 8 | In The Beginning Of Relationships |
| 9 | Superman |