Robyn Hitchcock - Old Man Weather lyrics
[Robyn Hitchcock - Old Man Weather lyrics]
You feel it in your skin
But no-one’s suffering
There's a breeze catching in your sail
There used to be a gale
Old (old)
Man (man)
Weather (weather)
Old (old)
Man (man)
Weather (weather)
I was there when the invitations came
They misspelled your name
But you went just the same
Every time you hear that ringing bell
You wake up face down in hell
Old (old)
Man (man)
Weather (weather)
Old (old)
Man (man)
Weather (weather)
Summer's gone the afternoons are warm
Beneath the purple storm
The young hatch out and swarm
Old (old)
Man (man)
Weather (weather)
Old (old)
Man (man)
Weather (weather)
Old (old)
Man (man)
Weather (weather)
There’s a demon in your soul
With it's fingernails of gold gold
The rise the fall
Old (old)
Man (man)
Weather (weather)
Old (old)
Man (man)
Weather (weather)
Old (old)
Man (man)
Weather (weather)
Bring it on
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