I’ve got a million things to do
And I’m already running late
I didn’t really think this through
No things aren’t looking great

I’ve got three thousand words to write
And not a single thing to say
And maybe it would be all right
If it wasn’t such a beautiful day

I see a group of school kids play
They throw their Frisbees in the sun
I guess they didn’t hear me say
No-one else is allowed to have fun

Yeah, but I don’t really care
My Frisbee skills are poor at best
It just doesn’t quite seem fair
That they have fun out there
While I’m in here depressed

Why, why does the sun always shine?
Why is the weather so fine?
Why does the sky seem so blue
Whenever a deadline is due?

If only I had tried to plan
Just a few more weeks ahead
I could be working on my tan
I could be chilling in the sun instead

I’m stuck inside this office cell
And all the words are out of reach
You know the project isn’t going well
When all you think of is the beach

Why, why does the sun always shine?
Why is the weather so fine?
Why does the sky seem so blue
Whenever a deadline is due?

Two weeks later and the deed is done
Three days before I go insane
I step outside to go enjoy the sun
And then of course it starts to rain