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The Fall

Weather Report 2

 

Weather Report 2

(album: Your Future Our Clutter - 2010)


Hello, how are you today?

I thought the vitamins would change my life
I walk down the city streets
I see weather reports

(It's like an ice rink)
Made a very, very, very big mistake
Nobody's called me sir in my entire life
(Nobody has ever called me sir)
You gave me the best years of my life
(The best years of my life)

I look to the past then the left
The whirlpools cascade over my face
(The whirlpools cascade)
And I watched Murder She Wrote
At least five times
The cast deserved to die
The whirlpools go wider and wider
Of words spoken

And you gave me the best years of my life
(You gave me the best years of my life)
You gave me the best years of my life
(You gave me the best years of my life)

Weather reports
It's like an ice rink
Limescale
In a Mediterranean retarded [?]
Mediterranean it is not
Three days a week
I hacked my TV

I miss my family in Oxford
That's why I hope to get to back
That's what I'm looking at
That's what I'm looking forward to
That's the way it goes
That's the way it goes

You gave me the best years of my life
You gave me the best years of my life
The whirlpools get wider and wider
The whirlpools get wider and wider
Nobody has ever called me sir in my entire life
Nobody has ever called me sir in my entire life
The whirlpools cascade over the smoking tent

But then, anathema [?] gave up Tuesday
Chino hyphen lap
Cheap, crispy guitar
Nobody has called me
Nobody has the medium
The whirlpools cascade
Over widening, widening, widening

Never mind Jackson
What about Saxons
Recording of lost London
You don't deserve rock 'n' roll

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?