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A song of the weather. Bad weather. |
| The heavens are open today. They're having a special on rain: With each drop you buy, you get hundreds more free, Imported directly from Spain. The heavens are open today. They've had a new shipment of gales; And down by the seashore there’s plenty of spray And some really high-quality hails. The heavens are open today. Their assortment of fogs will delight: From Haze to Pea-Souper, with all in between, And a guide-dog to help out at night. Yes, the heavens are open today; But try as I might (and I do) I can't seem to find any sunshine at all… No wonder I'm feeling so blue! |