Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Locust
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Van Hoen
Songwriter
Zoe Niblett
Songwriter
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 grass in the park, no, it 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
Go sack the weatherman, 'cause he didn't get it right
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
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 grass in the park, no, it just ain't as green
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
Where are the people in sandals and shorts (In summer it's raining)
Eating al fresco at sanchez d'amour? (In summer it's raining)
Look at the clouds, they are black as the night (In summer it's raining)
Go sack the weatherman, 'cause he didn't get it right (In summer it's raining)
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
In summer it's raining
Written by: Mark Van Hoen, Zoe Niblett
