| Strange Weather |
| (Tom Waits for Marianne Faithful) Will you take me across the Channel, London Bridge is falling down. Strange a woman tries to save What a man will try to drown. And he's the rain that they predicted, Its the forecast every time. The rose has died because you picked it And I believe that brandy's mine. And all over the world Strangers Talk only about the weather. All over the world It's the same It's the same It's the same. The world is getting flatter, The sky is falling all around. And nothing is the matter For I never cry in town. And a love like ours, my dear, Is best measured when its down. And I never buy umbrellas, For there's always one around. And all over the world Strangers Talk only about the weather. All over the world It's the same It's the same It's the same. And you know that its beginning, And you know that its the end When once again we are strangers And the fog comes rolling in. And all over the world Strangers Talk only about the weather. All over the world It's the same It's the same It's the same. |