In a violent place we can call our country Is a mixed-up man and I guess that's me The sun's in the sky, but the storm never seems to end It's a place of sorrow, but we call it a home And the darkest thoughts, yeah, I guess they're my own There's wealth in the bank, but there's nothing to show inside It's cloudy now It's cloudy now It's cloudy now It's getting cloudy now In a special place that I call my life The father was cruel and he lost his wife But I don't see either 'cause I live across the street It's a beautiful thing when it starts to rain A man who drinks just to drown the pain And I can't stop from dreaming there's something else It's cloudy now It's cloudy now It's cloudy now It's getting cloudy now We are a fucked-up generation We gotta get out of here