The Locust - Summer Rain lyrics

Where are the flowers? Where are the bees? Where is the blossom that grows on the trees? Fruits of the summer ain't as ripe as they ought to be The gra** in the park just ain't as green Where are the people in sandals and shorts Eating al fresco at sanchez d'amour? Look at the clouds: they are black as the night Sack the weatherman, 'cause he didn't get it right In summer it's raining