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 Day